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| DOWN I'd like to be in company But I just feel so alone I'd like to hide away in bed Bit I can't sleep when I'm down I'd try to watch some TV but the noise just fills my head It makes me feel like screaming Loud enough to wake the dead I try to force a smile But I cry inside my head I wish that I could go to bed And hope that I'm found dead Everything seems tainted And there's nothing that feels good I try to see the bright side But on the telly gore and blood I try to live another day And hope that things will change "Boy murdered" says the radio The whole world seems deranged This shade of black grows duller Every time I look People try to reach me But I'm lost in this black mood This darkened tunnel seems endless There's just no light ahead I feel there's only one way out And that is when I'm dead ______________________________________ SERIAL KILLER When I was just a little boy My sister chocked my hamster Just because it ate her blouse And a half a dozen Fivers She tried to make him cough them up and called him wee bastard But all she got was sunflower seeds And half a yard of tartan I had just about got over that And then it was my birthday And tradgedy it struck once more My Sis sat on my budgie It took me years to handle that It really, really hurt me Then my sister hoovered up my mouse He went by the name of Henry After years and years of counseling I understand that these things happen So I know my Sis will understand I shot her cat while it was crapping ______________________________________ |
| NOTHINGNESS In this land of dark depression Pain and fear are always close Loneliness of night is coming Make the day come soon oh lord In the night the silent whispers Terrify my fragile mind Oh dear God I can't survive this Dear God let the blackness end When the light comes with the morning And the darkness flees once more I greet the day with apprehension And struggle through my daily chores I know I must defeat this void This emptyness that I've become I watch the world as through a window It seems I'm not invited in In among ten million people I walk alone as days before The endless streets the endless walking My mind is tired my body sore I see the folk in bars and cafes I watch them through the open door It makes me feel so far so distant As if I'm on another shore I wish that I could be just like them Even for an hour or so But in this land of endless darkness I walk away and walk some more They give me pills they give me potions To lift this viel needs more than that They have to help me lift my spirit I feel so empty I feel so flat For many months I've lived depression For many months I've struggled hard So now I stand here at this window There's nothing more so I won't look back _____________________________________ |
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