There is always some black cloud hanging over my head

Always feeling like I should not get out of my bed

Doubtful thoughts fill my head up, decisions I have made

Wondering if I should choose to go the other way



I set myself up for the worst so I don't have to be let down

Don't call me cynical because that is the way I always sound

Anyday, go away



There is always some black cloud hanging over my head

Always feeling like I should not get out of my bed

Doubtful thoughts fill my head up, decisions I have made

Wondering if I should choose to go the other way



I set myself up for the worst so I don't have to be let down

Don't call me cynical because that is the way I always sound

Anyday, go away



I set myself up for the worst so I don't have to be let down

Don't call me cynical because that is the way I always sound