You cry, and you are so very sad
abhor the sun, beauty and love
yes, this is the worst of the worst
sorrowless depression eroding your life
Depression born unto itself, how strange
and how utterly sad, it's like combustion
setting fire, killing everyone, just like that
Well, call the fire department, stop it!
Do something that sets you free
quench those killer-flames, make room
yes, let in some real flames of consuming fires
passions make room for more than combustion
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-06-23 00:28:47
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