1990

I lay down, look up and think about bad luck
I’m so cold, it’s hard, I’ll never make it far
I look down cause your frowns get worse when I’m around
And I’ll sigh while you cry, you make me wanna die
I can’t sleep, can’t move, there’s nothing I can do
Just leave, there’s no use, there ain’t that much to loose
Cause I’m doomed, consumed, locked down in a room
I’m bored, oh lord I wanna be adored
Losing control of your head
Nothing to lose if you’re dead