Agony
By: Michael A. Nixon

What is this pain inside of me?
What does it mean about thee?
The anguish is greatly amassed,
The pain makes me doubt life, itself.
If I could take a knife,
And cut the pain from within.
I wouldn't hesitate,
To keep that pain inside of me!

Agony should be a sin,
Agony can help you win.
Agony is not pleasure,
Agony is not torture.

So, I deal with it all.
Keep it all bottled inside.
Until one day, I explode
And all the pain will subside.
To keep this story short,
Even uncomplicated.
Went out with normal girls
Should've been the smart ones.

Agony should be a sin,
Agony can help you win.
Agony is not pleasure,
Agony is not torture.

So, now it is time for goodbye,
For your friends to leave you behind.
Wonder if they'll ever be back?
Only when you're dead, to grieve.
Pain is all around us,
Hate and anger as well.
Why then go to heaven?
When you can go to hell.

Agony should be a sin,
Agony can help you win.
Agony is not pleasure,
Agony is not torture.