Mood Swings
Just like that I sink into the quicksand
The patterns of the Antarctic land
Maybe I can get some sleep and cure this, and fight for us again
But there is no escape, no pill to fix this
I'm firmly in its grasp
Maybe tomorrow I'll be ok
Maybe I'll have something to say
But today, I'm not marching in the parade
Today is mine, stay out of my way
The patterns of the Antarctic land
Maybe I can get some sleep and cure this, and fight for us again
But there is no escape, no pill to fix this
I'm firmly in its grasp
Maybe tomorrow I'll be ok
Maybe I'll have something to say
But today, I'm not marching in the parade
Today is mine, stay out of my way
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Writer(s): Justin Hoyt
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