I march through the halls
Drowning myself in a depression flood
Twentyone pilots fills my ears
Emails push me the the brink of tears
I'm so tired
I still sleep but now I'm stressed out
Stressed out
I march through the halls
Drowning myself in a depression flood
Twentyone pilots fills my ears
Emails push me the the brink of tears
I'm so tired
I still sleep but now I'm stressed out