S.A.D. Lyrics

Well I've been fixing a hole in myself

But I still let the rain in

I've been baptized, confirmed but I sinned

Oh lord I let the devil win

Cause we're sick till we rot in the ground

Sick till the end

Living like we're already dead

Making plans with imaginary friends

Living like we're already dead

Making plans like it's never going to end

You've got to wake up

Stop dreaming

Fake friends who really needs them

I get depressed for the season

I hate the winter for a reason

You've got to wake up

I've been wasted way to fucking much

Spent my youth in a blur, fuck

I feel faded, I feel numb, I feel death

All my vices trickle down to my friends

You've got to wake up

Stop dreaming

Fake friends who really needs them

I get depressed for the season

I hate the winter for a reason

You've got to wake up

You've got to wake up

You've got to wake up

Stop dreaming

Fake friends who really needs them

I get depressed for the season

I hate the winter for a reason

You've got to wake up