DEAD ENDS

(альбом: BLUE - 2023)

I don't know where I am
Looks like I got lost again
Why they got the same song on repeat
Over and again inside my head?
Last thing I can recall
Maybe it'll make sense of this all
If I took a bad hit before that fall
Oh shit

I don't think I'm ready
To be put on the wall
This must be some kind of mistake
Can I make a call?

To stop me from myself
To maybe spare me a farewell
No, no, no, no, no
Can you send me back to

Running, I'm running
I'm gunning, looking for an exit
I'm huffing and puffing
The dude at the door says depression
No matter which way I'm headed
I've dreaded every session in the eleven minutes
Of all the dead ends that I've treaded
Where am I and how'd I get here?
"You already know," he said
"How do I get back?" I asked
"Sorry but you don't, my friend"
In this moment, I look up and see all of the colors
Every callback to the memories
Of a life that had another end but

I don't think I'm ready
To be put on the wall
This must be some kind of mistake
Can I make a call?

To stop me from myself
To maybe spare me a farewell
No, no, no, no, no
Can you send me back to hell?

If only I could fly before I fell
I'd get so high before I could hear the bell
If only I could fly before I fell
I'd get so high before I could hear the bell

I don't think I'm ready
To be put on the wall
This must be some kind of mistake
Can I make a call?

If only I could fly before I fell