it's these little things they can pull you under
When it's 1:00am and you've written 346 words of a 1500 word essay that was due yesterday, there isn't a whole lot that can cheer you up. Except maybe a song.
When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on
Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand
If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on
-everybody hurts //R.E.M.
When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on
Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand
If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on
-everybody hurts //R.E.M.