In these days of seclusion
On the spot I run for being bowlegged
Bearing no ill, no one's here to rise my blues
Calmed down
to shorten my woes
To medicate my flu
Momentarily
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
I'm getting along with myself
Is there someone qualified as me ?
someone qualified as me ?
Or will I go back to my old sorrow
My lovely individual hollow
Is it going to sweeten my new diseases ?
Down and out
I'm weary of struggles
I'm suspending my shoes
Momentarily
Is there someone qualified as me
To crumble my walls and dare to be
Feeling free??
No
I'm weary of struggles
I'm suspending my shoes
Absorbing all your blues
Momentarily
Na na na na na
Na na na na na