A ring of bright water
And one of
Guinness fire
Which one you wake up with
Depends on
Why you're alive

You can't outrun
The post office
They've got their tendrils
Everywhere
You see what they done
To them poor
Sub posters
The Stasi
Took more care

Take your time
But know
The point of
It's too late
Or not
You know?
The other way round
In desperation
And filth
It shall be found
At any time
And in any place
In the jolly old town.

Everyday
Is a reminder of why I wanted to end it all
Everyday
Is a reflection of what I've become

I guess it's normal to feel that way
Normal to feel tired
And helpless
And horrible

It's hard to talk about this
When I've tried once
And twice
And almost thrice

Faces of frowns
Faces of disgust
Faces of despair
Will stare back at me.

Call me selfish
Call me a disappointment
Say, "What about me?"

It's kinda funny
How people tell me not to **** myself
By using themselves as the reason
When all I need is for them to hear my reason

Well, I guess that's why
Why I want to end it all
Why I want to stop everything
Because that's probably the best

This sounds wordy
I should shut my mouth
And find reasons why
"Life is beautiful"