I woke up - depressed as fuck I wanna sit around and tell you how it sucks How it's hard to walk with spaghetti legs And a mind that's freaking out about the world we're in I feel like quicksand's Sucking me down to my last limb I'm at the bottom of the ocean and I can't swim I'm at the bottom of the ocean And I might just quit
I keep the Tv on to drown out the sound My mind is way too loud My mind's way too loud I keep the Tv on to drown out the sound My mind is way too loud My mind's way too loud Shh
Went to bed feeling sick again I try to stop the voices in my head Holding on tight while my room spins Take a deep breath as the fear sets in I love distractions Taking my mind off of life 'cause Everything thing about it makes me anxious Every single day I try to cope with it
I keep the Tv on to drown out the sound My mind is way too loud My mind's way too loud I keep the Tv on to drown out the sound My mind is way too loud My mind's way too loud Shh
I keep the Tv on to drown out the sound My mind is way too loud My mind's way too loud I keep the Tv on to drown out the sound My mind is way too loud My mind's way too loud Shh
Tv on, Tv on, Tv on, Tv on Drown it, drown it, drown it, drown it Don't turn off the Tv please
Compositores: Timothy Alan James, Codi Nicole Caraco, Antonina Armato ECAD: Obra #21545691