Текст песни Good Charlotte - Misery

Take look around don't you see it?
See that you are the only real face in the room
No one here has a clue what you're feeling
Don't feel bad keep your sadness alive

Look at all these happy people
Living their lives
Look at all these plastic people
Theres nothing inside
Look at all these shallow people
Telling their lies
Look at all these empty people, people

[Chorus:]
Don't you know, misery loves company
Yeah I heard, misery was looking for me
Happiness, a place you don't if you know me
Yeah I heard, misery was looking for me
Woah, misery's my company
Woah, misery is looking for me
Looking for me

The hands are up
Everybody's singing, everybody's moving
they're putting their feelings
They're synchronizing, and criticizing
Don't feel bad keep your sadness alive

Look a all these happy people
Living their lives
Look at all these plastic people
They're dying inside
Look at all these shallow people
Telling their lies
Look at all these empty people,people

So you're tired of running
You're tired of hurting
You're tired of living in their light
You're tired of listening
You're tired of hurting
Keep your sadness alive, alive

Взгляни вокруг, ты что, не видишь этого?
Посмотри, ты тут единственный настоящий человек.
Ни у кого нет ключа к твоим чувствам.
Не радуйся слишком сильно, подпитывай свою печаль.

Посмотри на всех этих счастливых людей,
Живущих своей жизнью.
Посмотри на всех этих пластмассовых людей –
У них пустота внутри.
Посмотри, на всех этих мелких людей,
Несущих ложь.
Смотри на всех этих пустых людей, людей...

[Припев:]
Разве ты не знал, страдание любит компанию?
Да, я услышал, страдание искало меня
Счастье, то место, куда ты не попадёшь, узнав меня/
Да ,я услышал, страдание искало меня
В компании со страданием.
Страдание ищет меня,
Ищет меня.

Руки подняты вверх,
Все поют, все танцуют –
Это и мешает их чувствам.
Они всё делают одинаково и критикуют нас.
Не радуйся слишком сильно, подпитывай свою печаль.

Посмотри на всех этих счастливых людей,
Живущих своей жизнью.
Посмотри на всех этих пластмассовых людей –
У них пустота внутри.
Посмотри, на всех этих мелких людей,
Несущих ложь.
Смотри на всех этих пустых людей, людей...

Ты устал убегать,
Ты устал от ударов,
Ты устал от жизни в их свете.
Ты устал слушать,
Ты устал от ударов,
Подпитывай свою печаль…

Take look around don't you see it?
See that you are the only real face in the room
No one here has a clue what you're feeling
Don't feel bad keep your sadness alive

Look at all these happy people
Living their lives
Look at all these plastic people
Theres nothing inside
Look at all these shallow people
Telling their lies
Look at all these empty people, people

[Chorus:]
Don't you know, misery loves company
Yeah I heard, misery was looking for me
Happiness, a place you don't if you know me
Yeah I heard, misery was looking for me
Woah, misery's my company
Woah, misery is looking for me
Looking for me

The hands are up
Everybody's singing, everybody's moving
they're putting their feelings
They're synchronizing, and criticizing
Don't feel bad keep your sadness alive

Look a all these happy people
Living their lives
Look at all these plastic people
They're dying inside
Look at all these shallow people
Telling their lies
Look at all these empty people, people

So you're tired of running
You're tired of hurting
You're tired of living in their light
You're tired of listening
You're tired of hurting
Keep your sadness alive, alive

Look around, do not you see that?
Look , you're the only real person here .
No one has the key to your feelings .
Do not rejoice too much, fueled by his grief .

Look at all these happy people
Living their lives .
Look at all these plastic people -
They emptiness inside .
Look at all these small people
Bearing false.
Look at all these empty people, people ...

[Chorus:]
Did not you know , misery loves company ?
Yes, I heard , misery was looking for me
Happiness is the place where you will not get to hear me /
Yes, I heard , misery was looking for me
In company with suffering .
Suffering is looking for me ,
Looking for me.

Hands raised up ,
All singing , all dancing -
This interferes with their feelings.
They all do the same and criticize us .
Do not rejoice too much, fueled by his grief .

Look at all these happy people
Living their lives .
Look at all these plastic people -
They emptiness inside .
Look at all these small people
Bearing false.
Look at all these empty people, people ...

Are you tired to run,
Are you sick of strikes
You're tired of living in their world.
You're tired of hearing ,
Are you sick of strikes
Fueled his sadness ...