I Think I'm Depressed
All alone in the depths of an empty room.
Counting all of the mistakes.
Clearing a twisted mind, trying to find a meaning.
A tear slowly starts heading down my cheek.
But, suddenly it stops.
It realizes that it's better not to be fallen.
Better off forgotten.
Counting all of the mistakes.
Clearing a twisted mind, trying to find a meaning.
A tear slowly starts heading down my cheek.
But, suddenly it stops.
It realizes that it's better not to be fallen.
Better off forgotten.