I’m feeling that way You get mad so easily, is it cool? All these sides of you I haven’t seen before Now they just become clichés I’m at the last of your priorities Bad habits become just you They drive me crazy, so frustrating But you’re so brazen even till the end
The street I always walk on It feels so empty, why? Is it just my mood? I wore the same clothes as yesterday I feel miserable for some reason, why? Why is this happening?