Miss Havisham

[Mukel]

Not at like the story, but I think you'll get the point...


Suppression subsides, i look into your eyes,
passed the pupel you can see the depression rise,
You saw through the lies, but you didnt like the truth,
now all you feel is useless, lost and abused,
always had a hunch, but you found the news hard,
if you accused you always thought it'd be a stab in the dark,
but the light was on, was in front of your iris,
and it was under your nose, dangling beneath,
feeling cold like sub zero, numb from the pain,
fear drives you insane, and being lonely scares you,
what good is a fancy house with an excellent view,
when you have no one to share it with and you sit and you stew,
sat in your chair, with no one but you there,
tv's on the blink, so at the wall you stair,
lifes not fair, you hope the bastard dies,
hope he feels pain, like you've become to,
struggling with the agony, the drink turns to drugs,
cleaner finds your body collapsed, your pills scattered on the rug.