Dazy days are over, there are things to explain,
Like How'd you get to live inside a melodic brain? Dreams creep slowly to the top of my head,
Letting all the demons fly over the bed. Dazy days are over there are things to expel, Thoughts about tomorrow's day are cracking my shell.
Please stop pushing me, im starting to find
That No one really cares about me losing my mind Listen to the phone Its ringing , I’m asking for help, Asking for help,
Don’t take me for granted, I’m asking for Help, Asking for help Dazy days are over there are things to express,
After all those nights I am here to confess
It’s getting kind of warm in this memorial Hall
Maybe I should end it once and for all…. Listen to the phone Its ringing, I’m asking for help, Asking for help
Don’t take me for granted! I’m asking for Help, Asking for help Dazy days are over, there are things to explain.
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