Lord, I see so much sadness on me
And I’m not proud
Why does you do that to me?
When I’m just trying to find something to catch
Isn’t it all about, Lord?
We are all dancing around the crap, insane and pure guilty of the world
I look to my picture on my wall
And I was a little baby, so empty
I haven’t so much to offer but thoughts
And I see emptiness on me
That picture, Lord – was empty
But I’ve helped so many people
Do I draw ‘em future? Do I drain this on me?
I’m talking to you, I’m talking to myself
Stop thinking, go try to love someone again
Maybe that’s the answer for me to sleep
I can’t handle one more cup of coffee even when I love it
Mama, I’m sorry for being weak
But I feel this closing in
And I felt like a genius yesterday
But today it only collapses
I don’t know anymore
I’m pleasured for everyone that I made ‘em laugh
So they didn’t know about this pain
For being heavy and empty at the same time
I should call not one but twice at a day to you, grandma – ‘cos I love you
That’s so comfortable
I’ll always smile to you, I’ll always avoid you to see me sad
Sadly side, heavy size
Slowly
Disappear.
