Depression

Depression
Depression and obsession doesn't mix well
I'm poisoned and my body doesn't feel well
I ate her, inside and out I feel my stomach turnin'
Make out hill, where we met
We let our lips do all the talkin' and now I'm nothin'
Depression and obsession don't mix well
Hollywood motels
Hell, I think I'm just obsessed with you
Depression and obsession doesn't mix well
Hollywood motels

Hell, I think I'm just obsessed with you