There's an immense void inside what could once
Be called life
We all take a look back
And always conclude
Nothing was wothwhile
(What has become of all those idiot dreams?)

Another fucking empty bottle
Another fucking Sunday
I unload my gun at everything I love
Leve me alone

Leave me alone

The phone rings and there's no one
When I answer
I try to laugh about it
And this time without tears

I'm naked sitting in the bath room
The shower vominting in me

My life always had blanks
That I've always
Fillied with a goodbye

To the old fellows
A toast and fuck off
The last thing I'd need are
Merciful eyes
(Mind your own miserily lives)

If you can't believe it try to read
My mind
What I need most now is that you
Turn around and fade away

As in an old hitchok
Blood mixes with water
Drunken eyes see far better
But you got to find
The right drink
Raise the blood red wine calix