#1
Winter time has followed through
I find myself alone and blue
weird new head, worrying about bed
The old one left
till my brain gets fed

A little pill knows just what to do
over time gets me feeling new

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Then winter comes
on down the years
Passes by, restores old fear
in that dusty head I forgot I knew
gets me feeling alone,
gets me feeling blue

So I get myself a little pill,
It's that it seems,
or one day kill.

Makes me think this life is cursed,
but you must know someones go it worse.
#6
hey sorry bout the previous comment i just don't like the fact that in today's age it pays money to be sad and depressed i just think its overrated again sorry about that comment. shouldn't have been said