When it comes time to look at our lives I step into muddy water,
It�s better then closing my eyes
When it comes time to shake off and dry I stand in the sunshine,
It�s better then doing something
When it comes time for me to break down and cry I turn on a movie,
It�s better then feeling things
When it comes time to lay down and die I�ll already be sleeping,
It�s better then watching it come.
And sometimes I know that when it comes I�ll be waiting patiently,
I�ve called it on my own
And sometimes I feel it inside but I�ve already felt it before,
I�ve just called it to feel some more.
When it comes time to face the unkind I�ll shudder in the corner,
It�s better then losing again
When it comes time to live my life as a lie I�ll welcome it with fondness,
It�s better then living alone
When it comes time to regret the passing of time I�ll light up a cigarette,
It helps me to stop my thinking
It helps me to start my drinking
It helps me to kill what I know
It helps me to kill what I know.
12:46 a.m. - 2007-04-25
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