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