Depressed Lyrics by The Format
Did you wait for blood?
Did you throw away the bottle cap?
Did you clean up the mess by the stairs?
There’s a place that I love
But I swallowed all my cigarettes
It’s a shame what we lost in the flood
Sometimes I get a little bit depressed
Sometimes I get—, whoa
Sometimes I get a little bit depressed
Huh, oh
I was caught up in the craze
Shedding fabric
Holding doors open for demons
Just to make it to the stage
Till I got knocked straight in the head
Singing “Hallelujah, this was never the bed I intended to make”
Every handshake’s worth a play
“If you want you can just walk away
All you gotta do is pay”
Every handshake’s worth a play
All you gotta do is pay
Every handshake’s worth a play
Sometimes I get a little bit depressed
Sometimes I get—, whoa
Sometimes I get a little bit depressed
Huh, oh
Sometimes I get a little bit depressed
Sometimes I get—, whoa
Sometimes I get a little bit depressed
Huh, oh
Huh, oh
Huh, oh
Huh, oh
Huh, oh, okay