Brave

Is there any more point in living?
You’re only living for yourself.
And is there any point in anger?
It don’t do no good for your health.
Every single word that you said
Don’t comfort me now you’re dead.
And all of the advice that you gave
Can’t save me now that you’re in your grave.
What’s the fucking point in anger?
(Well it’s all that I’ve ever known)
So what am I supposed to feel then?
(I don’t know)
Yes I am a very brave little boy
With this sword that I keep by my side.
I’ve been around the world a hundred times,
Never seen so much beauty in one mind.
I close my eyes and count to a million,
5 seconds later they open wide.
So what am I supposed to feel then?
I don’t know.