Sunday, October 02, 2005


Am I gonna be all right?
No I'm not gonna be all right
Nothing is all right now
Am I gonna see the sun come up?
Or am I going down?
'cause every day I'm here
All I feel is sheer
Friends tellin' me that maybe I need
Some psychiatric help
Yeah they're always so quick to tell you
Just how to get on with it
But I look into the mirror
And all I see is age, fear
And agony
If I could just remember what it was like
When I was younger
Before all the joy and happiness
Was replaced with hunger
Now all I've got to show for the seeds that didn't grow
Is agony
Agony by Eels
Long week. Need rest. Down.

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