MELANCHOLIA
I'm not sure but, lately all I'm feeling is so low, mhm (chaos)
My life, it goes in circles, nothing ever changes
I'm a blurry face
I don't feel a fucking thing (what a wonderful life)
Whoa, voices in my head, telling me I'm not enough
Whoa, this melancholia, is taking over me
I can't feel my face, in the dark I'm crawling through
I can't feel myself, give me anything but you
Life, it goes in circles, nothing ever changes
I'm a blurry face
I don't feel a fucking thing
Whoa, voices in my head, telling me, I'm not enough
Whoa, this melancholia, is taking over me
You're feeling shitty? Pop a pill
You're feeling low? Just get high
If you're feeling lonely, just grab a gun
Put it in your mouth and pull the trigger
There will be a hole where the emptiness was taking place
Why even bother, there will never be another chance at life
I've come to realize that, dying is a better way
You know it, you feel it all around, living is a bitter pay
You're fooling no one, time to analyze
Can I die a peaceful death? Without the sorrow and all the pain
Whoa, voices in my head, telling me I'm not enough
Whoa, this melancholia, is taking over me (voices, voices, voices)
My life, it goes in circles, nothing ever changes
I'm a blurry face
I don't feel a fucking thing (what a wonderful life)
Whoa, voices in my head, telling me I'm not enough
Whoa, this melancholia, is taking over me
I can't feel my face, in the dark I'm crawling through
I can't feel myself, give me anything but you
Life, it goes in circles, nothing ever changes
I'm a blurry face
I don't feel a fucking thing
Whoa, voices in my head, telling me, I'm not enough
Whoa, this melancholia, is taking over me
You're feeling shitty? Pop a pill
You're feeling low? Just get high
If you're feeling lonely, just grab a gun
Put it in your mouth and pull the trigger
There will be a hole where the emptiness was taking place
Why even bother, there will never be another chance at life
I've come to realize that, dying is a better way
You know it, you feel it all around, living is a bitter pay
You're fooling no one, time to analyze
Can I die a peaceful death? Without the sorrow and all the pain
Whoa, voices in my head, telling me I'm not enough
Whoa, this melancholia, is taking over me (voices, voices, voices)
Credits
Writer(s): Mikael Antonio Sehlin, Ole Martin Bjerke, Simen Handeland
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