A Different Kind of Blues (feat. Baker Grace)

Father father did you trick or treat? My bucket is empty but words on the streets Had me had me in the guillotine So I just keep on keep on breathing Father father will I make it home And carry my soul now my mind is alone? Will you will you make it disappear That voice underneath I refuse to hear? When I get low My my my my melodies change And I I I Feel the whole world Coming down on me I really wanna save it but actuality Shoots me down Bang bang bang Getting out of bed Coz this boomerang Always comes back Harder than I thought A different kind of blues has infected my heart Father father did you trick or treat Did it come from your hands when they gave me the sweet Sugar, sugar did I lose my mind? Will I just keep on keep on dreaming Father father will you be around When my wings they collapse and I fall towards the ground? Will you will you make it disappear That voice underneath I refuse to hear? When I get low My my my melodies change And I I I Feel the whole world Coming down on me I really wanna save it but actuality Shoots me down Bang bang bang Getting out of bed Coz this boomerang Always comes back Harder than I thought A different kind of blues has infected my heart And it keeps on coming back And leaves without fulfilling my desires When you got nothing left to lose There is nothing left to choose It's a different kind of blues And I ain't givin' up No I ain't givin' up Coz if the stars can shine a light Then the sun must be bright somewhere else When I get low My my my melodies change And I I I Feel the whole world Coming down on me I really wanna save it but actuality Shoots me down Bang bang bang Getting out of bed Coz this boomerang Always comes back Harder than I thought A different kind of blues has infected my heart