Hello depression, my old friend
you never fail to amuse me
promise me you'll come again when my life is near to end
oh depression, my depression. i want to be free
free from the vision that was planted in my brain
and to the good dreams that turned into a nightmare
no one understands when your in pain
perhaps jealousy,hate and depression makes me want to despair
i should have pulled the trigger a long long time ago
but i dared myself to live for once again
i wonder why because i'm not a good beau
maybe it's because i have faith that i had sustained
So, depression you really like me when sad
it's not too bad to think of many ways killing your own body
because now, i know how to control it and feel glad
too bad depression i win and im free.
