Mess
I don't know
why i'm cold
i'm feeling kind of mad
I don't feel like my own
Oh what a time it is
to push these things from my chest
oh what a time it is
everything is a mess
In the fog
you cannot see
will they ever forgive me
or am I already alone
Oh what a time it is
to push these things from my chest
oh what a time it is
everything is a mess
Oh what a time it is
to push these things from my chest
oh what a time it is
everything is a mess
why i'm cold
i'm feeling kind of mad
I don't feel like my own
Oh what a time it is
to push these things from my chest
oh what a time it is
everything is a mess
In the fog
you cannot see
will they ever forgive me
or am I already alone
Oh what a time it is
to push these things from my chest
oh what a time it is
everything is a mess
Oh what a time it is
to push these things from my chest
oh what a time it is
everything is a mess
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Writer(s): Jeff Nicholas Dewsnup
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