Kristeen Young - Depression Contest lyrics

My pain is more abstract...na, na, na, na And greater than yours My tears are more nuanced...na, na, na, na And deeper than yours So, pity me. Harder, pity me. Faster, pity ME My story's an epic...na, na, na, na Forget telling yours You can try But your stock strife Won't win my Depression Contest My parents were absent...na, na, na, na And meaner than yours The damage was glamourous...na, na, na, na And SOOO more than yours That's why I'm this...why I can't do that...why I'm just not...THIS My reasons are precious...na, na, na, na And better than yours You can try You can cut and slice It's skin deep in my Depression Contest I win. I win. I win. I win I win. I win. I win. I win I lose. I lose. I lose. I lose My pain is my handshake...na, na, na, na It's firmer than yours My tears are my make-up...na, na, na, na It sparkles and charms I'm such a freak...such a little freak...such a little... My story's my mantra...na, na, na, na It cradles and arms You can try You can crocodile cry But, it's the time of my life... Depression Contest