What has my life become?
Going through the motions every day
Never finding something new
Contrived and numb
I’ve become useless and dumb
Nothing I do can open the way
I’m begging for another view
Maybe one day I’ll be more like you
What’s this goddamn life for?
When do I find something more?
Than sucking on the devils tit
Drunk and reeling, this is shit
What have I done to myself?
I can’t get out of my head
I put myself back on the shelf
Feed myself on the things she said
One day maybe I’ll get to be free
One day, maybe, it’ll be something to see
What’s this goddamn life for?
When do I find something more?
Than sucking on the devils tit
Drunk and reeling, this is shit
I wake and stand and cast my gaze
On all the nothing I’ve become
Empty cans and sticky bottles
Dull aches in my head and core
Papers litter the floor and ink shouts out to me
But I can’t bring myself to lift a pen
What’s this goddamn life for?
When do I find something more?
Than sucking on the devils tit
Drunk and reeling, this is shit
What’s this goddamn life for?
When do I find something more?
Than sucking on the devils tit
Drunk and reeling, this is all shit
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