Today I woke up late with a smile on my face
I had a dream about my former days
I thought about these kisses I missed to taste
'Bout promises I broke before they’re made
Sometimes I love to be alone
Stuck in my
Sweet melancholy, melancholy
Sweet melancholy, melancholy
Sweet melancholy, melancholy
Sweet melancholy, melancholy
Sometimes these moments take control of my head
What would be if I popped the blue pill instead of the red?
Drifting, falling through the memories I had
Floating makes me happy always, I guess
Sometimes I love to be alone
Stuck in my
Sweet melancholy, melancholy
Sweet melancholy, melancholy
Sweet melancholy, melancholy
Sweet melancholy, melancholy
Sometimes I regret the things I did back then
But I was naive and young, now I feel better
These days were hard, sweet pain close to love
Tortured pleasure sweetened my heart
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Sweet melancholy, melancholy
Sweet melancholy, melancholy
Sweet melancholy, melancholy
Sweet melancholy, melancholy
(Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na)
(Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na)
(Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na)
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