You can feel every pulse of your blood Reminding you the days slip on by, as they should But nothing has been done You rarely see the sun A house barely clean never could Bring yourself to rise For a life, fantasise Of diving in the deep end, the water offers changes I can feel every twisted, dead bone But I have seen the city It's young, their hopes The town boys roaring by Sometime I wanna die Long to live Tell me why should I leave The comfort of my room, with it's dirt inches deep?
So why do people bother? I HAVE NOTHING TO OFFER Everyone has a place, I know mine In bed where I was born, where I'll live, where I'll die The longing is long gone I'm boredom's latest son Oh do you cry for a life ever spring? Winter is a fading, and dim memory Go take what you have not And leave me here to rot I can feel every twisted, dead bone I have seen the city It's young, their hopes The town boys roaring by Sometimes I wanna die