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I'm sitting here stranded on my depression heap

My enemies are the only friends that I still keep

The world keeps spinnin' 'round as I decay

Why must I live in such a pitiful way?

Time goes along & it drags me down

You people don't know what life is all about

Misery & woe keep tormenting me

They blind my eyes to any empathy

Stranded here lonely on my depression heap

The voice in my brain makes my eyes start to weep

Isn't it obvious? Isn't it real?

Isn't my pain something I really feel?

Life is confusing & consuming me whole

It only ensues the blues in my hollow soul

Obscured by a rolling tide of fog

I curse every name of every fucking god

Why must I draw breath into my lungs?

This joyless life has only just begun

Everybody's sayin' have a wonderful day & I say to myself, ' I'm feelin' fine!'

The world's still spinnin' so avoid confrontation - don't say something totally out of line

Don't mean what you say or say what you feel, even if the blood pouring out is real - but I'm dying. I'm crying.

Something's got an evil hold on me, and I force a grin & a wink & I say

I'm happy, so happy

The world ain't gotta know I ain't right - little do they know while they sleep at night I'm dying, I'm breaking down.

I've got to get a hold of myself, before I reside in an urn on the shelf

I'm Alive.

I'm standing in the distance of my depression heap

But the weed & the whiskey lay my bones to sleep

I've been through the hell that dwells within my mind

Now I must live so don't you waste my fucking time