"Good morning cruel world"
Watching the sun rise I laugh
"Good morning to you"
I look at these bottles that **** memory
But offer no peace
"Guess what"
The words cross my lips
Thinking of the day to come
"Me demons did not take me"
I look at the scars on my arms
and down my legs
"Not a drop was shed. Not in tear or crimson"
And with that
I wish you a good morning
I made it through the night
So time to bring on that day
"Good morning cruel world...
Bring it on!!!"