In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Thursday, November 10, 2016
world no more
I got a razor blade
I got my father's gun
I got my bottle of pills
and I've only just begun
I can stand in the middle of the freeway
watch me walk out of the door
I don't want to live
in this world no more
I got a ticking bomb
inside my throbbing brain
and it's going to blow up
any hope that remains
you can save your breath and lectures
I've heard them all before
I don't want to live
in this world no more
teachers and preachers
family and friends
I hate to tell you
but this is how it ends
there's no bells or whistles
I'm always been easy to ignore
I don't want to live
in this world no more
I don't want to live
in this world no more
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment