Comes a time in dark nights
when you have to decide
what to do with your life
pray in bed or use your knife
Feel the rain on your brain
makes you recall the pain
and you remain swinging the chain
you're just an unhappy kid again
You've had no luck, you even can't tuck
cos'you don't look like Lord Muck
if you had a buck, could get some luck
get out your cock so everybody would suck
They think you're mad but you're just sad
you try to hide by pretending you're bad
Shouting with rage, turning a page
running away from the chance to be glad
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