Again the sky has fallen down on me
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Once more a world has crumbled down and over me
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And yet in some twisted way
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I enjoy my misery
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And in some strange way
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I have grown together with my agony
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I feel home in despair for I dwell in grief
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and I feel home when the air's too thick to breathe
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and I feel home anywhere human lives are going down the drain
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For as long as I remember life has been hard
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I guess they have "misery" written somewhere in my stars
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For I have mourned for so damn long
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that I've forgotten what it was for
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Everything has gone so wrong
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that I really couldn't think of anything more
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I feel home in despair for I dwell in grief
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and I feel home when the air's too thick to breathe
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and I feel home anywhere human lives are flowing down the drain
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I feel home in despair for I dwell in grief
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and I feel home when the air's too thick to breathe
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and I feel home anywhere the light of day is drowned in heavy rain
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Yet I know the worst is still to come
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Home In Despair
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Sentenced |