LYRIC FOR SALE

By Pandoras Dog

This is
How it
Feels
Without feeling.

Looking
For
Direction
Spinning freely.

Depro
Isnt
Sad
Its deceiving.

Depro
Isn’t
Sad
Its misleading.

Flying
High
Master of
My own fate.

Falling
Low
Submitting to
My self hate.

Depro
Isnt
Sad
Its deceiving.

Depro
Isn’t
Sad
Its misleading.

Describing depression becomes an obsession when describing to them who don’t know.
Living it willingly chilling in misery hiding the beast down below.
Describing depression becomes an obsession when describing to them who don’t know.
Living a willing lie smiling emoji I'm reeling and squealing inside.

Describing depression becomes an obsession when describing to them who don’t know.
Never quite sad and never quite glad
watching the living go by

Describing depression becomes an obsession when describing to them who don’t know.
Always present and always absent
A lonelier life you won’t find.

This is
How it
Feels
Without feeling.

Looking
For
Direction
Spinning freely.

Depro
Isnt
Sad
Its deceiving.

Depro
Isn’t
Sad
Its misleading.

Soooooo tick tock, clippity clop
The beast is here again
Unpredictable when
The lonely comes in
And emotions wash out with the tide.

Drowning in nothing
Choking on air
I wish I could explain why
But I’ll be fine
Every time
No war is won by one.

Because now its two
With me and you

Not one but two with you

With you on my side
I don’t need to hide
I know I can push back the tide.