How do you manage With all you're going through? Look at the carnage You've left behind you You run into dead ends When you don't even try You cut off your friends When you get too high And now the press Has found you out One can only guess What this is about And your so-called friends They're out to surround you And all these loose ends Are wrapping around you These are the dark, blue days That much is true And there's so many ways To crush you And you got your shadows And you got your doubts And you got your battles But you fought your way out Yeah, these are the dark, blue days That much is true And there's so many ways To crush you Yeah, these are the dark, blue days That much is true And there's so many ways To crush you Yeah, you got your shadows And you got your doubts And you got your battles But you fought your way out Yeah, these are the dark, blue days That much is true And there's so many ways To crush you There's so many ways To crush you Mmm, oh Oh, da-da-da-da-da