Ever had one of those days,
When everything gets carried away?
Every wish, thought, ambition, idea;
Every passion withers out and fades.
Ever blew a wish on a dandelion,
Only to see the seeds return;
Dissolving all hopes of being dragged out
Of the hole you were left in to burn.
All of my thoughts are siphoned away,
Sucked into a void.
And I can't do a thing about it,
I can't fight it all off; I'm annoyed.
And no, I'm not insane,
At least not more than anyone else.
No, I'm only having a bland day,
Which for me, is like the final circle of hell.
When everything gets carried away?
Every wish, thought, ambition, idea;
Every passion withers out and fades.
Ever blew a wish on a dandelion,
Only to see the seeds return;
Dissolving all hopes of being dragged out
Of the hole you were left in to burn.
All of my thoughts are siphoned away,
Sucked into a void.
And I can't do a thing about it,
I can't fight it all off; I'm annoyed.
And no, I'm not insane,
At least not more than anyone else.
No, I'm only having a bland day,
Which for me, is like the final circle of hell.