You can feel every pulse of your blood
Reminding you the days slip on by, as they should
But nothing has been done
You rarely see the sun

A house barely clean never could
Bring yourself to rise
For a life, fantasise
Of diving in the deep end, the water offers changes

I can feel every twisted, dead bone
But I have seen the city
It's young, their hopes
The town boys roaring by
Sometime I wanna die

Long to live
Tell me why should I leave
The comfort of my room, with it's dirt inches deep?
So why do people bother?
I HAVE NOTHING TO OFFER

Everyone has a place, I know mine
In bed where I was born, where I'll live, where I'll die
The longing is long gone
I'm boredom's latest son

Oh do you cry for a life ever spring?
Winter is a fading, and dim memory
Go take what you have not
And leave me here to rot

I can feel every twisted, dead bone
I have seen the city
It's young, their hopes
The town boys roaring by
Sometimes I wanna die