A dark cloudy day, how long must I stay, on this earth to pay, for everything I do and everything I say, I must always pay the ultimate price.
No matter what I do, I always get screwed, out of life and everything in general.
My life is a twisting, turning world of loneliness and pain; sometimes I wonder how I must stay sane.
What must I do, to free myself from all this pain, anguish and despair, why oh why must god treat me so unfair?
The answer to this I shall not know, so I search, far and wide, trying to find the way, an answer to my life.
On and on I see, that there may be no end for me, so I know, undoubtingly, that I am far from being free…from this life.