*Woke up this morning, rubbed the dust from my eyes Had to live again the life I despise No use pretending I was born free I was given eyes, but they’re not to see Drew back the curtains to view the outside And to my disbelief, I realised the world had died Couldn’t understand why I was alive And there was no one to hear my fear-fraught cry*
Been through pain and back again We’ll survive to the end Seen the hate confronting me I will not concede
You’ll feel alive if you can survive
What you always wanted to be Too hard to believe Take your chance to be free You will achieve
You just can’t convince me now I have the right to feel so proud You just can’t control my mind I’m taking back what was always mine
*These lyrics were originally written by someone in Atrox (possibly Charlie Mason) for the song Is This Tomorrow…?
I’m going to vacuum up both my cats I’m gonna drown my yellow plastic ducks Convert my bedsit into twenty flats I’ve got my microwave set to self-destruct And now I’m gonna eat your toilet
You seem to think you’re so fucked up You just can’t cope, but you won’t blame yourself And all this pain you’re feeling You want to pass onto someone else How do you think they feel Now they become your dead kid? Cos that’s the judgement you make For the stupid thing that you did
I crawled my way through the mess of my day I crawled by, hey, just to think about yesterday I crawled by more of those shifting souls I crawled at last to see your endless goals
Gifted
Gifted I maybe But I’m not one to boast I am not your god This is not my ghost God gifted me my divine I just watched the dividing line I will stand down below Cos I don’t want your halo
Music-Ha
You say my music sucks And so you don’t like me My music is more important than you That’s my belief You’d like to judge me On what I listen to But I’ll listen to any music Rather than listen to you You can run away Cos I’m on the underground But honey, listen Music makes the world go round
That Cloud
A panorama of bricks and mortar I look up and question why I can see that cloud That is my sky It is shaped like my trouble Pushing and shoving and wandering by I can see that cloud that is my sky
Pushed out into this cold world You did the best you could Everyone just took advantage But you knew that they would Poor misguided child Wonder why she’s so sad There’s in a pain in her stomach Making her feel so bad
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