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Grey Day

Madness

 When I get home it's late at night,
 I'm black and bloody from my life,
 I haven't time to clean my hands,
 Cuts will only sting me through my dreams.

 It's well past midnight as I lie
 In a semi-conscious state.
 I dream of people fighting me
 Without any reason I can see.

 In the morning I awake,
 My arms my legs my body aches,
 The sky outside is wet and grey
 So begins another weary day.
 So begins another weary day.

 After eating I go out,
 People passing by me shout.
 I can't stand this agony 
 Why don't they talk to me?

 In the park I have to rest
 I lie down and I do my best,
 The rain is falling on my face
 I wish I could sink without a trace.

 In the morning I awake,
 My arms my legs my body aches,
 The sky outside is wet and grey,
 So begins another weary day.
 So begins another weary day.

 In the park I have to rest
 I lie down and I do my best,
 The rain is falling on my face
 I wish I could sink without a trace.

 In the morning I awake,
 My arms my legs my body aches,
 The sky outside is wet and grey,
 So begins another weary day.
 So begins another weary day.

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