[ Featuring the Bakers, the C's ]
(Uh, 1, 2, 1, 2, 3)
I wrote two mood-killing songs already, and that's two too many
It won't come for free, but I need the key
To find the pathway towards doing things that will eventually make me happy
I'm bored, so I sigh, I'm letting the time slip by
I'm not doing anything I find fun
So I sit, and I wait, I try to negotiate
With the voice in my head, he's got a gun
What hobbies can I do, everything has started anew
I'm a blank slate, no personality
I'm a kid wasting away, on a long weekend day
Why am I an abnormality
My spirit has to live, I need to stay positive
I'll try to help others, but so far only depressing words I give
I wrote two mood-killing songs already, and that's two too many
It won't come for free, but I need the key
To find the pathway towards doing things that will eventually make me happy
It's bottled up inside, my thoughts before they died
With pure joy and easygoingness
No problems in sight, not any form of plight
A perfect life full of bliss
Things sure have changed, priorities rearranged
There's no chronology
The old ones take a boot, time to find a new route
And deal with some new geology
My spirit has to live, I need to stay positive
I'll try to help others, but so far only depressing words I give
I wrote two mood-killing songs already, and that's two too many
It won't come for free, but I need the key
To find the pathway towards doing things that will eventually make me happy
I wrote two mood-killing songs already, and that's two too many
It won't come for free, but I need the key
To find the pathway towards doing things that will eventually make me happy
I wrote two mood-killing songs already, and that's two too many
It won't come for free, but I need the key
To find the pathway towards doing things that will eventually make me happy
