Science (AI кавер)

What?
I know why I’m feeling down—I analyzed myself.
I don’t need to hear it from anybody else.
What I know is that everybody gets depressed—it’s science.
What can I do if I know why I’m feeling bad?
What can I do if I don’t talk my sad, sad life?
Sad, sad life.
Heat. Heat.
My emotions—science.
Lay my down, segments, couch—I’ve read every word.
Myself in thinking, confronting the absurd.
What can I do if I’m holding another—everybody gets deterred?
It’s science.
Science.
What can I do if I know why I’m feeling bad?
What can I do if I don’t talk myself?
Yeah.
I live in a society where sorrow makes you weak.
So every day I face a smile—the life is sweet.
It’s science.