Life's Too Short - Tom Beck

Are you down in yourself sometimes

And you should walk with scoling chest

Or hasitating the right nowsalines

'cause your 'fraid of failing the test

You gotta do your thing

life’s too short to pretend to be

Someone else when you look in the mirror

So don’t go waisting this presious time

By pleasing anyone else

Are you willing to change you’re style

But you’re stuck with social rules

Do you fear of the blood on’a

trie

'cause you’re wearing thaink blue suede shoes

You gotta do you’re thing

It might to anything

Life’s too short to pretend to be

Someone else when you look in the mirror

So don’t go waisting this presious time

By pleasing anyone else

No one knows how to play you’re game

And it’s you who setting the score

Don’t you think you’ll be happy again

without being everyones whore

Ohh don’t be waiting

Don’t be waiting

Don’t be waiting

Life’s too short to pretend to be

Someone else when you look in the mirror

So don’t go waisting this presious time

By pleasing anyone else

No one knows how to play you’re game

And it’s you who setting the score

Don’t you think you’ll be happy again

without being everyones whore