At the mercy of depressions power
I feel pretty okay
When I’m not lost in my own head
When I don’t think too much
And when I’m not controlled by my dread
But way too often
I get dragged into the wastelands of my mind
Where my thoughts are overwhelming
And there’s nothing about it that is pleasant or kind
Sometimes...
When I’m not lost in my own head
When I don’t think too much
And when I’m not controlled by my dread
But way too often
I get dragged into the wastelands of my mind
Where my thoughts are overwhelming
And there’s nothing about it that is pleasant or kind
Sometimes...