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Pills where have you gone
Morning light
Awakening all through the night
Pain so great
Medicine cant wait
Find the pill
Fight your will
The crack of the seal
Silence upon reveal
Where have they all gone
Her promise broken again to pawn
Emptiness in this bottle now
She sold them again but how
She was gone all when I was awake
Or am I a fool for goodness sake
Struggling just to get out of bed
My pain takes me out of my head
My body hurts so great
This time I can not wait
Help me I text her cell
What will be I can not tell
How long for her to reply
I feel the tears building in my eye
God why me I cry out loud
I am humble not so proud
I do as your will every day
Why do you hurt me in such a way
My life is so opposite of great
I look in the mirror and feel the hate
One day when the bottle is full
Or the gun is loaded maybe I'll pull
Where are all my good days now
I constantly wipe the sweat off my brow
I barley remember what it was like
To take a ride on a bike
I don't think I remember how
Even if I could get up now
This bed is where I will sadly be
If she ever returns here to me
The time has come the room is dim
What my future holds only looks grim
One day soon we will be face to face
I will ask you God why did you put me in this tortuous place
Awakening all through the night
Pain so great
Medicine cant wait
Find the pill
Fight your will
The crack of the seal
Silence upon reveal
Where have they all gone
Her promise broken again to pawn
Emptiness in this bottle now
She sold them again but how
She was gone all when I was awake
Or am I a fool for goodness sake
Struggling just to get out of bed
My pain takes me out of my head
My body hurts so great
This time I can not wait
Help me I text her cell
What will be I can not tell
How long for her to reply
I feel the tears building in my eye
God why me I cry out loud
I am humble not so proud
I do as your will every day
Why do you hurt me in such a way
My life is so opposite of great
I look in the mirror and feel the hate
One day when the bottle is full
Or the gun is loaded maybe I'll pull
Where are all my good days now
I constantly wipe the sweat off my brow
I barley remember what it was like
To take a ride on a bike
I don't think I remember how
Even if I could get up now
This bed is where I will sadly be
If she ever returns here to me
The time has come the room is dim
What my future holds only looks grim
One day soon we will be face to face
I will ask you God why did you put me in this tortuous place
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