There is no reason to smile
Anymore
There is no life
No spring in my bottom
No galore
Life is life
As atrocious as it may be
The things I used to love and like
Have all gone. Now, it's just me
I might as well
Just hang off my head
What good is life
When you live as if you are dead?
Negligence to soul
To me
To my life
The things I need
You say
It is just a phase
I say
It is a lot of pain
Give me morphine, anytime
I don't wanna live this kind of life
August 18, 2004
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