Cold nights alone
No one was there
There was a home
But I was too scared
Depression
Depression
Depression
Depression
I was dead but I couldn't find the light
What the f*ck
Nobody was there for me
Just another bed to sleep
It took so long for me to find peace
And put it all into something
I lost my way and I lost my home
Forced into a lifeless box
I talked all night till I made it home
Left outside to f*cking rot
Or to find my own
Just another bed to rot
Mortified eyes
Willing lies
(Mortified eyes)
(And willing lies)
(Mortified eyes)
(And willing lies)
Depression
Depression