My mood ring is losing its colors
Need a compass when things are going south
So often, I sleepwalk through my own life
Paving my way with bad intentions and second thoughts
Sore throat, gaze down at the shadows
At the shadows lurking behind us all
Long faces on my way out
It will never get any better
All life is long dead gone
Goodbye big gravity hole
My mood ring is losing its colors
Need a compass when things are going south
So often, I sleepwalk through my own life
Paving my way with bad intentions and second thoughts
Sore throat, gaze down at the shadows
At the shadows lurking behind us all
Long faces on my way out
It will never get any better
All life is long dead gone
Goodbye big gravity hole
A life to rage quit, rage quit
They’re selling maps to madness
A life to rage quit, rage quit
Hated alive, forgotten dead
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