He was just hanging there Stretched out and slightly blue The look on his face will never leave my mind It was in his eyes A cold yet a comfort we strive for You could see he planned this for quite some time Clean shaven his hair slicked back Thought was taken in his final desperate times Sick man thoughts sink in Desperate to cling onto his miserable life Sick man thoughts sink in Desperate to cling onto it Walk out to the woods desperate and tired Walk out to the woods sick and tired Silent and alone he tries to drink his way out Nothing left but this pain His mind spins into fits of rage Black jacket with mud on his shoes He wears his story four feet high Nothing left no soul in sight, no cold miserable life Sick man thoughts sink in Desperate to cling onto his miserable life Sick man thoughts sink in Desperate to cling onto it Walk out to the woods desperate and tired Walk out to the woods sick and tired
desperate, sick, cling, onto, sink