City Limits - I Wouldn't Call It "Depression" (Mikey Two Phones)

Weigh me down
Weigh me down
This is your motivation
This is your 1-2-3-4

This endless sinking every day of my life
With an addiction simply tossed to the side
Clinging onto self-control a spoonful at a time
Weights and measures, what's your pleasure
Guess I've gotta try

I wouldn't call it "depression"
Cause I never saw a doctor
I wouldn't call it "depression"
But I'm wishing all my flesh would melt away

Stare at the picture til it burns in your eyes
Convince yourself it's just another disguise
Running out of heart and soul a spoonful at a time
Circled dates on calendars
I guess I've gotta try

I wouldn't call it "depression"
and maybe that's the problem
I wouldn't call it "depression"
but I'm wishing all my flesh would melt away

Weigh me down
Weigh me down
This is your motivation
This is your 1-2-3-4

I wouldn't call it "depression"
but I think this is the bottom
I wouldn't call it "depression"
but I don't know who the hell I'm supposed to be

Weigh me down
Weigh me down

Weigh me down
Weigh me down
This is my motivation
This is my 1-2-3-4

Written by:
Mike Davis

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