Black Clouds - Papa Roach

This is making me crazy

These black clouds following me So I look for signs of light

But rarely I see themI return to my shelter

And I crawl in a bottle

I’m losing my will for this

So over emotionalBlack clouds

They rain down but

They can’t kill the sunConfession of depression

This life I’m second-guessing

Like ashes to ashes

I always seem to fall down

I’m tired of running

It’s time to face my demons

Confession of depression

This life I’m second-guessingMy emotions are storming

And tears fall just like rain

Pain strikes like lightning

Despair is becoming my friendI’m pushing myself to a point of self-destructionBlack clouds

They rain down but

They can’t kill the son inside