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Am I gonna be alright? |
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No, I'm not gonna be alright |
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nothin' is alright now |
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am i gonna see the sun come up? |
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or am i goin' down? |
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'cause everyday i'm here |
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all i feel is sheer |
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agony |
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Friends tellin' me |
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that maybe i need |
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some pychiatric help |
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yeah, they're always so quick to tell you |
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just how to get on with it |
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I look into the mirror |
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and all i see is ancient fear |
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and agony |
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Instrumental |
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If i could just remember what it was like |
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when i was younger |
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oh, the joy and happiness |
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replaced with hunger |
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and all i've got to show |
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for the seeds that didn't grow |
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is agony |
