somedays it seems that
the sun is shining just for me
just to kill me slowly with it's
heat and ultra violet rays
and the air surrounding me
sticks close to suffocate me and steal
the clean cool air from my
breathing space
yes
some mornings i wake up
questioning my sanity
why do i think these thoughts
and why can't i get that lump
out of my throat
is there any easy way to cut
it free without
crying
is there any happiness
any true joy
does God hear me...
yes
some days are just harder
to face than others but
in the corner of my sanity room
(sanitarium)
there's some strength left
for me to make it and breathe
until i can smile at the moon....
the sun is shining just for me
just to kill me slowly with it's
heat and ultra violet rays
and the air surrounding me
sticks close to suffocate me and steal
the clean cool air from my
breathing space
yes
some mornings i wake up
questioning my sanity
why do i think these thoughts
and why can't i get that lump
out of my throat
is there any easy way to cut
it free without
crying
is there any happiness
any true joy
does God hear me...
yes
some days are just harder
to face than others but
in the corner of my sanity room
(sanitarium)
there's some strength left
for me to make it and breathe
until i can smile at the moon....