tuesday - my mess lyrics
it’s days,
meaningless like this one,
that seem magical in ways,
no one else can see, no onebut me.
as if i wasn’t scared enough.
and these days just won’t change.
these days,
sick and sore i swear i’ll end it all,
i know how to quit,
or call in sick to everyone.
and i’ll be moving on.
except these days just won’t change.
forever doesn’t look so good,
so forever i must try and think of ways
to clean up my mess,
unlock the door,
it’s time for me to try to leave.
these days,
long and uninspired, i feel empty and so tired.
nothing to show for what is now
just a lack of strength.
and these days just won’t change.
we’re in h-ll,
will it end?
will i ever control myself?
will i ever find my childhood strength?
will these days ever change?
will it end?
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