Howling stomachs
Vacant and bare...
Day after day
Its the same old thing...
Real depression isn't tears, real depression is...
"Nothing changes if nothing changes,"
the light and darkness just rearranges...
Don't you wave your hands at me,
Or shout at me across the bar...
But a stone's throw from home
Withers the shell of an elderly man...
Crowds surround me and I am suffocating,
This anger has me in tears and my hands in a fist...
Everyday I wake up,
Another murder...
Blue
We all bleed...
Feeling like Iam walking on a marsh
People stare but they don't touch...
You look at them wrong when its really your fault...
They might have a gun or depend on a fix and you...
Feelings in my heart
Sadness, war. Fights...