Wednesday, 17 April 2013

On the Darker side of town



 
 where's the morphine?
 
 Where's the morphine,
 My head is pounding, the pain vicious and mean
 Black thoughts enter in my mind,
So dark I can visualize being blind
 The meaning of life suddenly becomes blurry
 When there is no meaning you just want the ticking time to hurry
 That ticking time of life, that meaningless life
 Where is the morphine? or where is the knife?
 Make the pain go away, make this sadness disappear
 Take me away to some blissful peace, somewhere numbing where I'll feel no fear
 So little and vulnerable I feel
 That despicable feeling, please just take me away and I'll make a deal
 A deal to be good, just this second 
 before you take me away to a safe haven
 But if it takes time, and if the clock continues to tick and tock
 then I'll ask myself again, where is the morphine.
 

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