My soul is as grey
As the weather outside
All I see are dark clouds
For ******* miles and ******* miles

The puddles on the floor
And discarded cigarettes
Finding myself reflecting over
One of many of my life's regrets

Where did it all go wrong?
Or where do I even begin?
The edge of that bridge looks nice
I might go for a swim

(splash)

Flashing lights in the distance
Thinking of a mere existence
Addiction and no resistance  
Born with nothing
And leaving with a pittance