7:00 Am

Here i am Eyes opened in the dark
Waiting for my brain Why is it still off?
My head hurts My body creeps in pain
My watch calls me in vain Why can`t i turn it off?
And every morning When i open my eyes
I try to find out a good reason to live
But i`m already used To my morning depression That`s killing my life

But it happens to be
That i`m feeling like a bat When i am just a fucking mouse
And it happens to be That in my worse nightmares
I just open my eyes and it`s 7:00 a.m.

And i won`t let Or maybe i should not
Nightmares in day Tv on at night
When night comes My neurones start to shake
Kinda short circuit They know i`m fucked up

And maybe They would rather turn off
At least i could close my eyes and sleep
But i`m already used That my morning depression Keeps ending by nine

Probably i`m goin`nuts, or i should just leave my issues
One thousand shrinks could not help me out
Unhapilly i`m keeping my hopes, that i`ll be fine again
Someday, i think, i`ll find a relief