That low feeling is here again.
It's fogging up my mind.
I'm waiting for the clouds to clear.
But it's so damn lonesome here.
Sometimes I feel like I'm living another life.
Like someone stole mine.
What gives them the fuckin right?
I'm feeling low.
I ain't got much to show.
Just another day in pain.
My mind is moving slow.
Like a plant in shock I struggle to grow.
Like a rain cloud about to pop.
I'm full of pain down to the last drop.
Like a hurricane I'm about to blow.
And I'm feeling low...
I'm feeling low.
I'm black and blue.
I'm turning cold.
Don't turn your back on me.
Don't you dare bury me.
Help me face this enemy.
©budmac38
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