answers come slowly but without respite
from the pain that we feel each lonely night
answers arent out there
without passing glance
and im wishing that i could just
return to ignorance
life is worth living
shit happens every day
but they constant toil of work and of play
keeps me thinking about this
Missing person photographs
and a cigarette for my
nerves it hurts every day
the work and the play
but that photograph
keeps calling me back
nerves shot, brain dead,
ive gone and done all that i said
but i cant get over the feeling that somethings missing
something is missing.
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