Sallie Ford – Failure

Sallie Ford – Failure

Late at night in bed,
Worries running through my head
Feels the same as it did then
Glowing star flickers on the ceiling in the dark
Expect worst, we’re all [?] expectations to your dreams
Figure out what it all means
It would’ve been easy if I were crazy
Easy if I were insane
And they can finally send me away
It’s the feeling of failing, let’s clean it
It’s the feeling

Only fifteen depression to rounding
Listening to Radiohead, watching Harold and Maude
They’re better off dead
Gluing pink, [?] got no regrets
Yet it’s easy if I am crazy
Easy if I am insane
And they can finally put me away
It’s the feeling of failing, let’s clean it
It’s the feeling of failing, let’s clean it
It’s the feeling of failing, let’s clean it
It’s the feeling of failing, let’s clean it
It’s the feeling

[Instrumental break]

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