In December I was coldFelt like I got swallowed by the treesJanuary I was filled with hopeBut nothing changed at all, especially meLately I've been afraid of myselfTried some pills but they didn't helpWho can tell anymore how you're supposed to be youReally anything's trueReally anything's goldIf you paint it that wayI'm needing a statement to makeSo I wrote out my life as a listThinking is this shit all there is?In February I was out of luckCupid couldn't find my home addressAugust brought a tender kind of touchBut lust it soon enough turned to regretStupid I've been abusing my mindNumber than ever I'm losing the timeAnd all that I want is to do what's impossibleHeard you got rushed to the hospitalI called but the static was so loudNow I'm tracing the streets of our hometownYou never know what you'll missTil the moment that you're leaving itIt's been a slow, slow marchWaiting for a reason to moveIt's been a slow, slow startBut I'm hoping that I'll make it to JuneIt's been a slow, slow marchWaiting for the flowers to bloomIt's been a slow, slow startBut I know I could be somebody newSomebody new
