WEEPING WILLOWS

[Verse]
All black boots with the all black pants
Running around, no, I don't know who I am
And I'm lost in the fog and I'm gone
Don't know who I am, no, I don't know who I am
Long haired dark kid with a bid on a life
That I wish, that I need, that I plead to the gods just to lead
Even though I don't believe
I need a new direction, my intention got rejection
Everyday a misdirection, I could teach a lesson on regression
Yeah, my body held together by the tension
That I might make it one day

[Chorus]
Being dead last is state of mind that I find occupies all my time
I don't know how to break it
Being dead last is state of mind that I find occupies all my time
I don't know how to brеak it

[Outro]
Don't know how to break it, don't know how to break it
Don't know how to break it, no, I don't know how to brеak it