Misery
Mourad El Köfte Calvies
i hear her voice still whispers in my head
the girl was right i should be better off dead
the jailcell never did a fucking thing
the madness written on my arms in tattoed ink
misery
since hours i've been walking on my own
pockets empty no place left to go
shadows creeping noiseless on the walls
no one's out to here desperate call
misery
my mind is cracking i lost the plug
and i tell you man it really sucks
my mind is cracking and it feels like misery
it feels like misery
sweaty clothes are sticking to my skin
why are sui-thoughts a fucking sin
like an animal who only walks at night
i see a dead moon shining by my side
misery