Para lá do Prozac + KiN Mode

“My Friends

I was so lost in my pain
Fear was melting my brain
I was counting the days to insanity
I was afraid to move myself
Afraid to hurt myself
More than I had until that day
Everything I believed in
Everything I fought for
Was now underneath my feet
And my heartbeat
Was so gone
Couldn’t be felt by anyone
So alone it gave me the creeps
My drugs got me in bed
Went up to my head
And I really don’t want to depend
So I’ll stick to
My friends and my friends and my car and my friends
My friends and my cards and my car and my friends
Martini until the end
Play pool again
My friends and my friends and my car and my friends
My friends and my cards and my car and my friends
Never thought to end like this
No one told me it would be like this
I’m amazed with myself
And my brain and my pain and my pain and my veins
Are delivering it to my health
My self-confidence was broken while my trust was taken
And it left me with an empty life
And this knife
Rests on the middle of my bed
I think in all the things she said
Close my eyes and sleep
All these drugs in my head
It seems I’m already dead
And I really don’t want to depend
So I’ll stick to
My friends and my friends and my car and my friends
My friends and my cards and my car and my friends
Martini until the end
Play pool again
My friends and my friends and my car and my friends
My friends and my cards and my car and my friends
Can’t smoke anymore
Can’t drink anymore
Still I do it, I do it again
Lost everything I had
Far from mom, far from dad
I thank God from my good, good friends.
But where’s this God that I mention?
Where is He right now?
As I die slowly as I can?
All my plans
Went down the hole
My life has no goal
And I wonder if is this worth it
But my friends took my hand
Helped me to lift myself again
And that’s why I really love
My friends and my friends and my car and my friends
My friends and my cards and my car and my friends
Martini until the end
Play pool again
My friends and my friends and my car and my friends
My friends and my cards and my car and my friends”

by Silence 4

Metaphorically speaking, life could be some kind of drug we take.

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