Not enough blood in my pumping heart

I seem to wake up everyday with a drum in my head
no matter what, i feel almost down to be alive
nothing is bright in november
all things dies
but i still need to wake up and get up
it's a crime to feel sad
sad for nothing in particular
But i find myself smiling a lot
and sometimes im happy enough
to erase all the wrongs
all the violet violence
To all the sad ones, be careful
love is good, love is kind
but it can play tricks on you
and kick you in the heart so hard
that you feel nothing else
This love thing is scary
scarier than life
But im finding myself feeling
thinking
Id rather be dead scared
than sad of living a life