Song | Depression |
Artist | MISTAVIRUS |
Album | #15Days15Songs |
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作词 : Aayushii Ghosh/Vibhas Sawar | |
作曲 : Vibhas Sawar | |
Waking when the world disappears one day | |
I’m sorry Maphy I can’t be with you in person | |
When I see something beautiful I feel like Tyler Durden | |
Burden is when I have to listen and place the cards right | |
Who doesn’t want a bigger piece | |
But somebody else bites | |
My knowledge my wisdom like the dirt in my nails | |
Directions don’t hit me, expecting fails | |
Blowing the bigger stress | |
Growing a ponytail | |
Me sorry me Humba | |
I can’t always be an alpha male | |
What happened to Mr. Joseph? | |
Was is justice denied? | |
Supression part oppression | |
Any culprits for trial? | |
Played them notes real good | |
Heard he’s a good guy | |
I’m just afraid of dying and no one knows why | |
A victim of my imagination | |
Venting out frustration | |
Inner dialogues become dreams become nightmares | |
When survival’s guilt’s chasing you | |
You can’t outrun yourself | |
Every now and then we’d break down together | |
Coloured walls soaking in the secrets we tell each other | |
Confessing how being in control is getting harder | |
She can’t hear me say it so I’d write her this letter | |
To the little one who flew country | |
Not a day goes by I don’t miss you terribly | |
There’s happiness in madness | |
That keeps you away from darkness | |
And creativity reaches a new level of grotesqueness | |
How could I be forgotten for being a little great | |
Putting it all out it’s never too late | |
Age is just a number I hear it all the time | |
Unsure how to feel when you’re three times a dime |
zuo ci : Aayushii Ghosh Vibhas Sawar | |
zuo qu : Vibhas Sawar | |
Waking when the world disappears one day | |
I' m sorry Maphy I can' t be with you in person | |
When I see something beautiful I feel like Tyler Durden | |
Burden is when I have to listen and place the cards right | |
Who doesn' t want a bigger piece | |
But somebody else bites | |
My knowledge my wisdom like the dirt in my nails | |
Directions don' t hit me, expecting fails | |
Blowing the bigger stress | |
Growing a ponytail | |
Me sorry me Humba | |
I can' t always be an alpha male | |
What happened to Mr. Joseph? | |
Was is justice denied? | |
Supression part oppression | |
Any culprits for trial? | |
Played them notes real good | |
Heard he' s a good guy | |
I' m just afraid of dying and no one knows why | |
A victim of my imagination | |
Venting out frustration | |
Inner dialogues become dreams become nightmares | |
When survival' s guilt' s chasing you | |
You can' t outrun yourself | |
Every now and then we' d break down together | |
Coloured walls soaking in the secrets we tell each other | |
Confessing how being in control is getting harder | |
She can' t hear me say it so I' d write her this letter | |
To the little one who flew country | |
Not a day goes by I don' t miss you terribly | |
There' s happiness in madness | |
That keeps you away from darkness | |
And creativity reaches a new level of grotesqueness | |
How could I be forgotten for being a little great | |
Putting it all out it' s never too late | |
Age is just a number I hear it all the time | |
Unsure how to feel when you' re three times a dime |
zuò cí : Aayushii Ghosh Vibhas Sawar | |
zuò qǔ : Vibhas Sawar | |
Waking when the world disappears one day | |
I' m sorry Maphy I can' t be with you in person | |
When I see something beautiful I feel like Tyler Durden | |
Burden is when I have to listen and place the cards right | |
Who doesn' t want a bigger piece | |
But somebody else bites | |
My knowledge my wisdom like the dirt in my nails | |
Directions don' t hit me, expecting fails | |
Blowing the bigger stress | |
Growing a ponytail | |
Me sorry me Humba | |
I can' t always be an alpha male | |
What happened to Mr. Joseph? | |
Was is justice denied? | |
Supression part oppression | |
Any culprits for trial? | |
Played them notes real good | |
Heard he' s a good guy | |
I' m just afraid of dying and no one knows why | |
A victim of my imagination | |
Venting out frustration | |
Inner dialogues become dreams become nightmares | |
When survival' s guilt' s chasing you | |
You can' t outrun yourself | |
Every now and then we' d break down together | |
Coloured walls soaking in the secrets we tell each other | |
Confessing how being in control is getting harder | |
She can' t hear me say it so I' d write her this letter | |
To the little one who flew country | |
Not a day goes by I don' t miss you terribly | |
There' s happiness in madness | |
That keeps you away from darkness | |
And creativity reaches a new level of grotesqueness | |
How could I be forgotten for being a little great | |
Putting it all out it' s never too late | |
Age is just a number I hear it all the time | |
Unsure how to feel when you' re three times a dime |