Deep-Pression - Part 4: All This Pain for Today lyrics

Morning Rising in grey Those thoughts Just bred Blinding own mother My mind It's so confused Wish to get drunk Now Just not to think For a while Turning off Some things that Breed in grey mornings Wounds are fresh Scars are itching As years ago Now almost the same Because Mornings are hell They will tell The things You dont want to listen They will whipser them Just seconds before clock alarm New day starts Old pains stay All for today All for today All for today All for today All for today All for today