My feet, have been dragging for days
Because these lines won't write themselves
And no sleep
Is playing tricks on my brain, and my mental health

If I could write this song
Maybe you'd sing along
But it's something i doubt
So we'll force something out
And act like nothings wrong

And I felt, like giving it up
but I'm sick of sticking it out
Besides, I'm fucking up
And I have nothing to moan about

If I could write this song
Maybe you'd sing along
But it's something i doubt
So we'll force something out
And act like nothings wrong

If I could write this song
Maybe you'd sing along
But it's something i doubt
So we'll force something out
And act like nothings wrong

Bottle up inside to keep on saving face
But if I had my way then I'd just laugh
My way right on to the front page
But I doubt it
I d-d-d-d-doubt it, doubt it

If I could write this song
Maybe you'd sing along
But it's something I doubt
So we'll force something out
And act like nothings wrong

If I could write this song
Maybe you'd sing along
But it's something I doubt
So we'll force something out
And act like nothings wrong

Like nothings wrong
Like nothings wrong
Like nothings wrong
Yeah

(Ramon Almeida)