good morning, I feel sad
Good morning, I feel sad
I can't look down, again
This gun that holds my hand
Good morning, I feel sad
your blood runs down my walls
into your hand, I fall
again
last night was a blur
been waiting for this moment to arrive
should be happier
but I'm all disturbed
oh here you fucking go
again
I can't look down, again
This gun that holds my hand
Good morning, I feel sad
your blood runs down my walls
into your hand, I fall
again
last night was a blur
been waiting for this moment to arrive
should be happier
but I'm all disturbed
oh here you fucking go
again