I stare as they carry her out
She had been fighting, suffering
for so long
it was only a matter of time

I can only mourn for so long
as I continue on with my ever losing job
I turn to walk as the cat crawls out of her room

The next day, the old man
who used to call me by his daughter's name
passes after his favorite time of day,
4 o'clock
when the sun just begins to grow tired
and the wind picks up
with night's righteous fall

I pray a short prayer for the man who thought I was his
I turn to continue on with my ever losing job
as the cat rubs against my leg

The next day there is a visitor
room 303
there is yelling and harsh words
thrown back and fourth
and when the visitor leaves
there is silence
complete silence

I plead to the Lord that the visit will heal from this loss
if it were a loss.
I turn to carry on with my ever losing job
as the cat jumps in my way
and hisses

The next day is peaceful
there is no commotion
and no emergency calls

It is closing time for my ever losing job
I turn to leave my office
and the cat sits in my threshold
unblinking,
staring at me

Im takin longer puffs
Im drinking eight more beers
Cause theres no tellin what happens when night comes near
The clock hits midnight our hearts are racing
And baby Im lovin the way your lips are tasting
The musics roaring
The bass Is shaking
And I have no idea how im getting home tonight
But I wont fight
The temptation To hold back my tears
Im way too depressed and wisers than my years
So im using this night as an excuse to drown my sorrows In these drugs
And hopefully the next day i'll remember what I did and who I was

Someone tell me why I have the overwhelming feeling
To lay down and Die
But I will never take my life
But what if Im never satisfied
I'd let someone else hold the gun
While the bullet sounds the sky
And the birds fly out and cry
I'll be Floatin up and high
GOODBYE

Slowly sensing an altered reality
Or maybe its a parallel universe
Scrathing our earth
Hypnotizing and brainwashing our youth
Its working
Where falling under the invisible trap
Forced to think that we are suppose to live this way
Forced to think that depression and suicide is the way to go
Forced to think that there is no way out
They are WRONG