Somewhere in the universe, somewhere someone's got it worse. Wish that made it easier, wish I didn't feel the hurt. The world's smallest violin, really needs an audience. So if I do not find somebody soon. I'll blow up into smithereens and spew my tiny symphony all up and down a city street while tryna' put my mind at ease. Like finishing this melody this feels like a necessity. So this could be the death of me or maybe just a better me. Now come in with the timpanis and *idk if i should add that part im weird with rules lol* I know i'm not there mentally but you could be the remedy so let me play my violin for you!
