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Where Bleak Times Reign

Black coffee and a lit cigarette
You tremble as the walls are closing in
With nothing to lose and nothing to get
Filled with sickness and hatred within

24/7 of complete isolation
Aint no walk in the park, this kind of life
Suicide becomes quite a temptation
This dark room has now become your wife

Depression kicks in as you face years of prison
Out with a knife on a random spree
There is no future in your bleak vision
Refused to surrender and got shot in the knee

The days become eternal night
Escape this life and just go away
They throw the key along with all your rights
Things are pretty far from okay

Shut down your emotions and be indifferent
If you had a rope you could tie a noose
No drugs or money, funds are insufficient
At least then you had an option to choose




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Publicerad 2014-09-08 17:51



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