Comedy Songtext
von Sasha Cay

I run short of breath
In the ambulance, I pick the right joke
Medic comes in and cuts my coat
Passers by look quiet
Driver stays inside
Woman catch my eye
I think she was crying

Would you be proud of me?
A sense of humour in tragedy
The only the thing that gets me by
Laughing at your subject line
You got 2 hours to save my life

Every day I feel I′m spinning
Feel the ground each time I hit it
Every day I feel I'm spinning
Feel the ground each time I


Hit the alarm
Restaurant got hit hard
Sick as a dog who needs this job
Curse the cards hit the bar
And I can′t relax feeling starts kinda abstract
Hits my eyes hits my hands
Phone says you called, I call you back

Would you take care of me?
I ride with your mom in the backseat
45 down the road where my bike split
Pass the garage where I hid when they called in

Every day I feel I'm spinning
Feel the ground each time I hit it
Every day I feel I'm spinning
Feel the ground each time I

I watch flowers dry in a vase
Can′t get a grip can′t stop my legs shake
Pick the right words to say and not say
Print photos of you and put them in frames
If you were here with me
I don't want an apology
An argument with honesty
I pick the loser′s side for the comedy


Every day I feel I'm spinning
Feel the ground each time I hit it
Every day I feel I′m spinning
Feel the ground each time I hit it
Every day
Every day
Every day
Every day