I'm falling into a blackhole
I'm becoming nothing at all
And everything sounds just the same
Am i the only one to blame
Please point your guns towards the sea
But don't you point them all at me
I guess i'm just hungry
Or maybe cuz i'm really drunk
I'm thinking of somethings
Somethings that shouldn't ever be done
Another blur another day
Your advices are all the same
Or maybe i was born to lose
Since i have got nothing to prove
Everything seems shitty to me
I need to rest, i'm gonna sleep
I guess i'm just hungry
Or maybe cuz i'm really drunk
I'm thinking of somethings
Somethings that shouldn't ever be done