early black misery şarkı sözleri
Misery's got a hold on me,
It's got it's claws sunk in deep
Oh how I long to be set free
You're taking up my time,
Too much precious time,
Unable to get back up
From this fucking rut,
Aching bones, tired eyes,
Broken heart, finite life,
So little time to leave a mark
Or to just give up,
Cursed with existential fright
It's a 21st century plight
