Dsyfunctional lives

the inexorable increase
the barrel's in your mouth now
bring me the cigarettes my friend
i think i'm going to have another one
dysfunctional lives

sorrow has flowed into oblivion
oh i'll smile and wave
that shirt does look good on you, you see
but really i dont care
lets get it started, shall we

too far, that otherside
long back i gave it all up
the mind is the king
it hurts every morning now, but
in the evenings i feel nothing

so will you pull the trigger
or will you pull the trigger

the air conditioning rumbles to flickering tubelight
we haven't seen rain for so long
the lighter's run out of gas again
bring me the matches will you?

the man at the desk will barely look up
blotches on the screen
they scream louder than i ever could
there must be silence

Silence!

So, will you... ?
or will you... ?



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