All this nighttime sadness, melancholy addict
Old friend, keep the bottles in the attic
I’m feeling good, but it vanish like it’s magic
I’m feeling good, but these feelings never lasted
Taking time to look at news, old news, nothing new
Same song, same dance, same views
Real news, fake news, nothing new
Same days, same people, same blues
In the same old story and I’m blowing old fuse
Lights out, same town, same crew
Same love story, go the way they do
Got me wishing for the same old you
I feel like gravity won’t hold me down
But I’m holding out, got a hundred hits I’m holding now
Looking down, guess I must be getting older now
Should’ve seen the storm coming, I was over clouds
Missing living like it’s Rolling Loud
Treat a day like it’s my last, funny how it feeling closer now
I’m sober now, feel the time is never slowing down
Passing round, like, faster than Corona now
Really only ever joking round
Try to cover up my feelings with the perfect smile
Circle routes like the pages all in cursive now
We move in circles ‘cause our history come back around
All this nighttime sadness, melancholy addict
Old friend, keep the bottles in the attic
I’m feeling good, but it vanish like it’s magic
I’m feeling good, but these feelings never lasted
Taking time to look at news, old news, nothing new
Same song, same dance, same views
Real news, fake news, nothing new
Same days, same people, same blues
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