6 P.M.
It's 6pm
I'm getting done
All dressed up just to get messed up
They'll get excited just to watch how fast I can pull it off
I'm here, the place is packed
All these voices have somehow sounded before
What was that? I thought I heard my name
This isn't the moment to go insane
Still so much I need to do
Before I get locked up for good
This girl is smiling, and I know her face
She grabs me by the hand and guides me inwards this place
Her hand is warm and it should feel right
But where are we, and why does it suddenly feels so tight?
We go past a couch and it's filled with light
It attracts me and looking at it, I see a heart
Somehow I know its beating
Cause it's in sync with mine
Feels like I'm holding it
And judging what its fate looks like
I'm torn apart, the girl is waiting
Should I get cozy or just break the heart?
They all dance around the girl
She's having a blast cause it's her world
I'm broken, but never felt so glad
Something keeps pushing me into the light
Only wishing I went mad
Broken, but never felt so glad
Begging for something to be worth the fight
Only wishing I went mad
The jig is up, they can see me and so does her
But all these faces, scary faces, old expressions that are just a blur
Please forgive me, I'm bound to break, I'll have a table for one
The music's loud, I can't think straight
The drinks pile, they are just like bait
A trap, an illusion, something leading to a bad conclusion
But I stare, letting it happen, holding hands to avoid delusion
Now they're leaving, and I stand
Quietly in the corner, slowly matching their demand
Being stuck here was never part of the plan
I'm broken, but never felt so glad
Something keeps pushing me into the light
Only wishing I went mad
Broken, but never felt so glad
I think there's someone dimming the light
Am I finally going mad?
I'm broken, struggle to stay glad
Can't even think what was so worth the fight
Is this the feeling of going mad?
Is this the feeling of going mad?
I'm getting done
All dressed up just to get messed up
They'll get excited just to watch how fast I can pull it off
I'm here, the place is packed
All these voices have somehow sounded before
What was that? I thought I heard my name
This isn't the moment to go insane
Still so much I need to do
Before I get locked up for good
This girl is smiling, and I know her face
She grabs me by the hand and guides me inwards this place
Her hand is warm and it should feel right
But where are we, and why does it suddenly feels so tight?
We go past a couch and it's filled with light
It attracts me and looking at it, I see a heart
Somehow I know its beating
Cause it's in sync with mine
Feels like I'm holding it
And judging what its fate looks like
I'm torn apart, the girl is waiting
Should I get cozy or just break the heart?
They all dance around the girl
She's having a blast cause it's her world
I'm broken, but never felt so glad
Something keeps pushing me into the light
Only wishing I went mad
Broken, but never felt so glad
Begging for something to be worth the fight
Only wishing I went mad
The jig is up, they can see me and so does her
But all these faces, scary faces, old expressions that are just a blur
Please forgive me, I'm bound to break, I'll have a table for one
The music's loud, I can't think straight
The drinks pile, they are just like bait
A trap, an illusion, something leading to a bad conclusion
But I stare, letting it happen, holding hands to avoid delusion
Now they're leaving, and I stand
Quietly in the corner, slowly matching their demand
Being stuck here was never part of the plan
I'm broken, but never felt so glad
Something keeps pushing me into the light
Only wishing I went mad
Broken, but never felt so glad
I think there's someone dimming the light
Am I finally going mad?
I'm broken, struggle to stay glad
Can't even think what was so worth the fight
Is this the feeling of going mad?
Is this the feeling of going mad?
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Alexandre Pita Chen, Gabriela Martins Silva, João Cristiano Telmo Rentróia, João Miguel Franco Cristo, João Vasco Russo Oliveira Lopes
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