| Ash in the small light of affections.
Why is this my life?
Is almost everybodies question.
And ive tried,
Everything but suicide,
But its crossed my mind.
I prefer peace,
Wouldn't have to have one worldy possesion,
But essentially Im an animal,
So just what do I do with all the aggresion?
Well ive tried,
Everything but suicide,
But it's crossed my mind.
Life is a one way street and,
If you could paint it,
I'd draw myself going in the right direction,
So I go all the way,
Like I really really know but the truth is,
Im only guessing.
And I've tried,
Everything but suicide,
Ooh but it's crossed my mind...
Just a thought.
It's even dark in the day time,
It's not just good, it's great depression
When I was lost I even found myself,
Looking in the guns direction.
And so I've tried
Everything but suicide
But yes, it's crossed my mind...
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