Another Depressing Song
I lost my heart a while ago
I don't know where I last put it down
Well, I guess that's just what happens
When you keep on handing it around
When you're divided paper-thin
There's not much left that you can do
I promise I'm not mean-spirited
I don't want to be misconstrued
And so I write
And pray I might
Get something out of this
Even though I shine
My wayward light
It won't reach the bottom of this abyss
It's just another depressing song
It's just another depressing song
I wanna give love to everyone
But everyone is so far away
I don't even care if they hate my guts
I just want my peace on display
But I'm scared that I get so bitter now
My warmth will be mistaken for fumes
And everyone will dissipate the space
And wait for the smoke to clear the room
And so I write
And pray I might
Get something out of this
Even though I shine
My wayward light
It won't reach the bottom of this abyss
It's just another depressing song
When you have done all you can do
Go write another depressing song
When no one knows what you've been through
"How original! A sad song in a minor key
I bet that one, it took you three weeks
Why not get inspiration from someone that you love
Like your partner or your family"
Well, call me a masochist then
And so I write
And pray I might
Get something out of this
Even though I shine
My wayward light
It won't reach the bottom of this abyss
It's just another depressing song
When you have done all you can do
Go write another depressing song
When no one knows what you've been through
I don't know where I last put it down
Well, I guess that's just what happens
When you keep on handing it around
When you're divided paper-thin
There's not much left that you can do
I promise I'm not mean-spirited
I don't want to be misconstrued
And so I write
And pray I might
Get something out of this
Even though I shine
My wayward light
It won't reach the bottom of this abyss
It's just another depressing song
It's just another depressing song
I wanna give love to everyone
But everyone is so far away
I don't even care if they hate my guts
I just want my peace on display
But I'm scared that I get so bitter now
My warmth will be mistaken for fumes
And everyone will dissipate the space
And wait for the smoke to clear the room
And so I write
And pray I might
Get something out of this
Even though I shine
My wayward light
It won't reach the bottom of this abyss
It's just another depressing song
When you have done all you can do
Go write another depressing song
When no one knows what you've been through
"How original! A sad song in a minor key
I bet that one, it took you three weeks
Why not get inspiration from someone that you love
Like your partner or your family"
Well, call me a masochist then
And so I write
And pray I might
Get something out of this
Even though I shine
My wayward light
It won't reach the bottom of this abyss
It's just another depressing song
When you have done all you can do
Go write another depressing song
When no one knows what you've been through
Credits
Writer(s): Dakota Snow
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