Sometimes it seems to me That loser I will be... I feel myself not bad Like someone makes a regret My soul is like a bottle Of the empty dreams and with no water But only some things Makes me to be happy I think so clappy:
Chorus: Slough of despond I think it`s wrong Soon it will be gone I think i am The happiest man! Sometimes my dad My mother as i said Helped me to be Happy anymore!
Not flowers, not something Can make anything For me to come from depressy All people among me Seem not friends to be I want to become A man and have fun! Anywhere I belong I feel so along It`s a depression A doctor`s expression.
Chorus: Slough of despond I think it`s wrong Soon it will be gone I think i am The happiest man! Sometimes my dad My mother as i said Helped me to be Happy anymore!
Sometimes it a lot Walking along the street with Ipod And dumpish songs in it And they my mind defeat. Today i think it`s no depression I`m not joking with this expression Let`s anyone go to the hell My time have served me well.
Chorus: Slough of despond I think it`s wrong Soon it will be gone I think i am The happiest man! Sometimes my dad My mother as i said Helped me to be Happy anymore!
Walking through the streets Anyone me greets... It`s so sad, so bad I`m just laying in bed With my diseased head..
Walking through the streets Anyone me greets... It`s so sad, so bad I`m just laying in bed With my diseased head..
Sometimes it seems to me
That loser I will be...
I feel myself not bad
Like someone makes a regret
My soul is like a bottle
Of the empty dreams and with no water
But only some things
Makes me to be happy
I think so clappy:
Chorus:
Slough of despond
I think it`s wrong
Soon it will be gone
I think i am
The happiest man!
Sometimes my dad
My mother as i said
Helped me to be
Happy anymore!
Not flowers, not something
Can make anything
For me to come from depressy
All people among me
Seem not friends to be
I want to become
A man and have fun!
Anywhere I belong
I feel so along
It`s a depression
A doctor`s expression.
Chorus:
Slough of despond
I think it`s wrong
Soon it will be gone
I think i am
The happiest man!
Sometimes my dad
My mother as i said
Helped me to be
Happy anymore!
Sometimes it a lot
Walking along the street with Ipod
And dumpish songs in it
And they my mind defeat.
Today i think it`s no depression
I`m not joking with this expression
Let`s anyone go to the hell
My time have served me well.
Chorus:
Slough of despond
I think it`s wrong
Soon it will be gone
I think i am
The happiest man!
Sometimes my dad
My mother as i said
Helped me to be
Happy anymore!
Walking through the streets
Anyone me greets...
It`s so sad, so bad
I`m just laying in bed
With my diseased head..
Walking through the streets
Anyone me greets...
It`s so sad, so bad
I`m just laying in bed
With my diseased head..