Supposed To Be Here

The colour of happiness, it's not like it's helplessness I've been there for days now Still all the little bits, it's not like it's scandalous I'm sure if I know how I was a loser them, not quite as modest then Bruised by them easy And we could have been someone Someone lovely to be loved What am I supposed to be here for? Like a sense of purpose I can give no more What am I supposed to be here for? Doesn't matter at all, what you take or ignore I've set the distances, nature of hopelessness This feeling is noxious To make it disappear, this needle in my ear With no explanation I was a loser then, not quite as modest then Loveing to be loved What am I supposed to be here for? Like a sense of purpose I can give no more What am I suppossed to be here for Doesn't matter at all what you take or ignore What am I supposed to be here for? Like a sense of purpose I can give no more What am I suppossed to be here for Doesn't matter at all what you take or ignore