Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Mess , by - Tuesday. Song from the album Freewheelin', in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 23.10.1997
Record label: TUESDAY
Song language: English
My Mess |
| It’s days |
| Meaningless like this one |
| That seem magical in ways |
| No one else can see, no onebut me |
| As if I wasn’t scared enough |
| And these days just won’t change |
| These days |
| Sick and sore I swear I’ll end it all |
| I know how to quit |
| Or call in sick to everyone |
| And I’ll be moving on |
| Except these days just won’t change |
| Forever doesn’t look so good |
| So forever I must try and think of ways |
| To clean up my mess |
| Unlock the door |
| It’s time for me to try to leave |
| These days |
| Long and uninspired, I feel empty and so tired |
| Nothing to show for what is now |
| Just a lack of strength |
| And these days just won’t change |
| We’re in Hell |
| Will it end? |
| Will I ever control myself? |
| Will I ever find my childhood strength? |
| Will these days ever change? |
| Will it end? |