On my mind, a walk down Mayflower Road again
The wailing sun echoes from the park seems so absurd
The bus takes off, I knew it would but I can't shake the stain
Can't spend my time, won't everybody else
If feelings fail, at least we'd be in matrimony
I can't control the words collide, a slope inside my head
I can't control the words collide, a slope inside my head
I can't control the words collide, a slope inside my head
Is the world gone mad, or is it me?
All these small things, they gather on me
Gather on me
Is it all so very bad?
I can't see
All these small things, they gather on me
Gather on me
Gather on me
Gather on me
Gather on me
So I believe
So I believe
Screaming something trivial like
Keep the peace, the world moves on and you can shake the sound
No one sees home, waiting on somebody holding light
All of my mind, the ambil and the waiting for my back
Is the world going mad, or is it me?
All these small things, they gather on me, gather on me
Is it all so very bad, I can't see
All these small things, they gather on me, gather on me
And I can't see my love
And I can't see my love

Is the world going mad, or is it me?
All these small things, they gather on me, gather on me
Is it all so very bad, I can't see
All these small things, they gather on me, gather on me
And I can't see my love
And I can't see my love
And I can't see my love
Is it all so very bad, I can't see



Is it all so very bad, I can't see

Is it all so very bad, I can't see
Is it all so very bad, I can't see

Thank you.
Thank you.