I'm falling into a blackhole I'm becoming nothing at all And everything sounds just the same Am I the only one to blame Please point your guns towards the sea But don't you point them all at me I guess i'm just hungry Or maybe cuz i'm really drunk I'm thinking of somethings Somethings that shouldn't ever be done Another blur another day Your advices are all the same Or maybe I was born to lose Since I have got nothing to prove Everything seems shitty to me I need to rest, i'm gonna sleep I guess i'm just hungry Or maybe cuz i'm really drunk I'm thinking of somethings Somethings that shouldn't ever be done