There is something wrong with me
An empty mind, an empty broken heart.
There is something wrong with me
A bottle of Gin – My only answer.

There is something wrong with me
No matter how hard I try.
There is something wrong with me
It’s going on in’ on in’ on
and on

I’m running around
runnin’ away in the dark for so long
But to only find out
I can run but I can’t hide
for all my life.

I’m moving slowly, passing through worlds.
Until my face turns blue and purple.
I’m moving slowly, passing through worlds.
My eyes are too blurry to catch the flows.
I’m moving slowly, passing through worlds.
What am I among the dead?

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