a pause; a break

[Intro] Too Bad Things life and death. Too Bad Things [Verse 1] In the depths of despair, I find my way, Lost in the darkness, but I won't sway. Through the trials and tears, I carry on, Too Bad Things; a melody forlorn. [Pre-Chorus] With every stumble, every fall, I rise again, I stand tall. Too Bad Things; a pause, a breath, In the symphony of life and death. [Chorus] Too Bad Things. a pause, a breath, A moment to pause, to look back. In the rhythm of life, it finds its place, A brief respite, a moment's grace. [Verse 2] Through the storms of sorrow, I find my light, In the darkest hour, I hold on tight. Too Bad Things; a pause, a break, In the midst of chaos, a chance to awake. [Pre-Chorus] With every setback, every blow, I find the strength, the will to grow. Too Bad Things; a punctuation mark, In the story of life, a vital spark. [Chorus] Too Bad Things. A moment to pause, to look back. In the rhythm of life, it finds its place, A brief respite, a moment's grace. [Bridge] In the symphony of joy and pain, Too Bad Things; a refrain. A moment of reflection, a chance to see, The beauty in the chaos, the possibility. [Chorus] Too Bad Things, a semicolon track, A moment to pause, to look back. In the rhythm of life, it finds its place, A brief respite, a moment's grace. [Drop] [Outro] So let it play, let it be, Too Bad Things; a part of me. In the melody of life's symphony, A semicolon track, setting me free. [End]