Life is too short to be weighed down by impossible standards.
lyrics
You would find me standing,
Underneath the sycamore tree and,
Often lost in thoughts of,
When the end is near because we are,
Blinded by what's in and held to,
Ransom by impossible standards,
Chill out, give you a reason,
To love yourself cos you deserve it.
Let's be realistic, hit pause,
And take stock of your position,
Are we six feet under,
gasping under weight of opinions?
I find me speaking freely,
Adherence seems a rather pointless virtue,
In truth when your time comes along now,
How would you rather be remembered?
In hindsight I'm sat here at midnight,
Contemplating what life's brought me,
Four walls, one roof, close friends,
And "What you see is what you get" kinda love,
It's just that simple,
Not held to ransom by impossible standards,
Fail once, Fail twice,
Chill out, love yourself cos you deserve it.
credits
released November 18, 2020
Written, arranged & performed by Asela Perera
Recording, Mixing & Mastering Engineer - Nishan Daniel
Recorded at Sooriya Village, Sri Lanka
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