When I’m feeling down, I don’t wanna get up.
I’m waiting for the day when I've felt enough.
Got a needle and thread, to fix my head.
But the hole is too large, so I’ll count myself dead.
Now I’m feeling blue. Like a long dark blue.
I wanna get well, but it acts like glue.
Patch me up, but keep me down.
Hold my head till I drown, drown, drown.