It's The Life
If the life you have created
Has buried you with luxuries out-dated
And you ask what is the purpose
Too weak to claw your way up to the surface
You resent all of your trophies
They belittle human spirit like a timepiece
That is ticking in your breast pocket
And so you long to reach in and stop it
Then your heart it will be broken
And every sour word that you have spoken
About everybody else
Will return to act upon yourself
If the life you have created
Is founded on jealousy and hatred
It's too late to ask questions
For you're much too old to take any suggestions
It's the life you have created
It's the life you have created
It's the life
It is the life
It is the life
It is the life
It's the life you have created
It is the life you have created
It is the life
It is the life
It is the life
It is the life
It is the life
Es la vida
Si la vida que has creado
Te ha enterrado con lujos obsoletos
Y te preguntas cuál es el propósito
Demasiado débil para abrirte camino hacia la superficie
Resientes todos tus trofeos
Ellos menosprecian el espíritu humano como un reloj
Que está tic-taqueando en tu bolsillo del pecho
Y anhelas meter la mano y detenerlo
Entonces tu corazón se romperá
Y cada palabra amarga que has dicho
Sobre todos los demás
Volverá para actuar sobre ti mismo
Si la vida que has creado
Está basada en la envidia y el odio
Es demasiado tarde para hacer preguntas
Porque eres demasiado viejo para aceptar sugerencias
Es la vida que has creado
Es la vida que has creado
Es la vida
Es la vida
Es la vida
Es la vida
Es la vida que has creado
Es la vida que has creado
Es la vida
Es la vida
Es la vida
Es la vida
Es la vida
Escrita por: Grant-Lee Phillips