melancholy is a place i've been
she welcomes me into her arms again
melancholy is a boy i know
he withers my flowers before they grow
melancholy is where I livewhere I can't have what I would give
melancholy is what i breathe
to my lungs, it fills, poisons and leaves
melancholy is in my eyes
it shows the world the times i've cried
melancholy is in my soul
a violent storm, an endless hole melancholy I call my home
forever here, I'll forever roam
