Pain - October 22nd

sitting at the beach
yeah i was sitting at the beach
depression at my fucking feet
no resolution, now i'm smoking up these trees
sadly, i was looking overhead
to find the answer is beneath
vision was elucidly overcramped
now my father was in the damn camp
missing how we got along
fuck it
time goes fucking on
everytime i wrote a song
i thought of you and how we bond.
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I, I wanted to die x2
Everytime that you cross my mind
I never recovered from the last time
Everytime I shed a tear
I ask myself why
I needed you here x2

hatred at peek
i'm seeking for feet
looking for shore
asking for more
i have remorse
splattered on her door
looking for love
while i fall to the floor
i can not see
why she love me
i'm sad as can be
she stands on her feet
i just want love
give me all the drugs
hand me all above
the world is filled with lust