The King's men and horses

"Bright lights,  
squealing wheels,
shuttering glass  
followed by darkness!"  
 
And all the king's horses and men  
Couldn't put me together again  
 
Couldn't. Erase the persisting pain  
Bring back the happiness I can't feign  
Rid me of the thoughts I can't detain  
All these emotions that are just hard to explain  
 
And all the king's horses and men  
Couldn't put me together again  
 
Even though I've quit the cocaine  
Sober mind, overwhelmed brain  
Influx with thoughts too profane  
Emotions I can't constrain  
 
And all the king's horses and men  
Couldn't put me together again  
 
Surrounded by dead souls screaming in vain  
Janes expressing their torturing pain  
Hades burning and they can't escape the chains  
Their solution, all to plain  
To torture my soul with vivid hallucinations and psychological strain  
 
And all the king's horses and men  
Couldn't put me together again  

And still I will sit in that chair and complain  
And still I will express my disdain  
And still I will try and put words together to explain  
That I feel the buckle and weight of these chains  
Express my ingratitude to life, in vain  
 
And all the king's horses and men  
Couldn't put me together again  
 
"Don't be too hard on yourself, you are only human"  
He would begin  
Then follow by a psychoanalytic campaign  
Ask me to forgive myself, deep within  
"Putting yourself together means you must fight your inner war and win  
Be comfortable in your own skin  
And accept your own sins"  
 
And all the king's horses and men  
Couldn't put me together again