Depression
[Verse 1]
Well, I get in depression
Like you get into cars driving you home
Like she got into cutting
And I got into drinking on my own
[Chorus]
Hey, there’s nothing wrong
We are born in our grave
Hey, there’s nothing wrong
I believe, I believe
[Verse 2]
She’s talking ‘bout tomorrow
I’m sitting in an empty living room
Said where did half my life go?
Well, that’s something we’ll never know
[Chorus 2]
Hey, there’s nothing wrong
Lest we are cold in our grave
Hey, there’s nothing wrong
I believe, I believe