Isn't it funny
How we're all caught up in time
Of what we should and must
Isn't it funny
How we all tend to feel the same
And yet feel so alone?
I know
I can't go back
I know
I will call my mother
And tell her I'm strong
And I'll be painting you a masterpiece
Like no one's ever done
And I'll go home to my apartment
And stare at the cracks
In the wall
And I'll think to myself
Isn't it funny
I would ring the doorbell
And run for my life
That old yellow playhouse
It don't seem right
Now I'm older
I need to adapt
It's just so hard to comprehend
How time went fast
And I know
I can't go back
I know
I will call my mother
And tell her I'm strong
And I'll be painting you a masterpiece
Like no one's ever done
And I'll go home to my apartment
And stare at the cracks
In the wall
And I'll think to myself
Isn't it funny
I know
I can't go back
I know
I will call my mother
And tell her I'm strong
And I'll be painting you a masterpiece
Like no one's ever done
And I'll go home to my apartment
And stare at the cracks
In the wall
And I'll be thinking to myself
I will call my mother
And tell her I'm strong
And I'll be painting you a masterpiece
Like no one's ever done
And I'll go home to my apartment
And stare at the cracks
In the wall
And I'll think to myself
Isn't it funny
Isn't it funny
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Isn't it funny
How we're all caught up in time
Of what we should and must
Isn't it funny
How we all tend to feel the same
And yet feel so alone?
I know
I can't go back
I know
I will call my mother
And tell her I'm strong
And I'll be painting you a masterpiece
Like no one's ever done
And I'll go home to my apartment
And stare at the cracks
In the wall
And I'll think to myself
Isn't it funny
I would ring the doorbell
And run for my life
That old yellow playhouse
It don't seem right
Now I'm older
I need to adapt
It's just so hard to comprehend
How time went fast
And I know
I can't go back
I know
I will call my mother
And tell her I'm strong
And I'll be painting you a masterpiece
Like no one's ever done
And I'll go home to my apartment
And stare at the cracks
In the wall
And I'll think to myself
Isn't it funny
I know
I can't go back
I know
I will call my mother
And tell her I'm strong
And I'll be painting you a masterpiece
Like no one's ever done
And I'll go home to my apartment
And stare at the cracks
In the wall
And I'll be thinking to myself
I will call my mother
And tell her I'm strong
And I'll be painting you a masterpiece
Like no one's ever done
And I'll go home to my apartment
And stare at the cracks
In the wall
And I'll think to myself
Isn't it funny
Isn't it funny
How we're all caught up in time
Of what we should and must
Isn't it funny
How we all tend to feel the same
And yet feel so alone?
I know
I can't go back
I know
I will call my mother
And tell her I'm strong
And I'll be painting you a masterpiece
Like no one's ever done
And I'll go home to my apartment
And stare at the cracks
In the wall
And I'll think to myself
Isn't it funny
I would ring the doorbell
And run for my life
That old yellow playhouse
It don't seem right
Now I'm older
I need to adapt
It's just so hard to comprehend
How time went fast
And I know
I can't go back
I know
I will call my mother
And tell her I'm strong
And I'll be painting you a masterpiece
Like no one's ever done
And I'll go home to my apartment
And stare at the cracks
In the wall
And I'll think to myself
Isn't it funny
I know
I can't go back
I know
I will call my mother
And tell her I'm strong
And I'll be painting you a masterpiece
Like no one's ever done
And I'll go home to my apartment
And stare at the cracks
In the wall
And I'll be thinking to myself
I will call my mother
And tell her I'm strong
And I'll be painting you a masterpiece
Like no one's ever done
And I'll go home to my apartment
And stare at the cracks
In the wall
And I'll think to myself
Isn't it funny
Isn't it funny
Writer: Sebastian Rasmussen, Janni Eden, Frederik Nielsen
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: What's In The Bag
Language: English
Length: 3:56
Written by: Sebastian Rasmussen, Janni Eden, Frederik Nielsen