Well it's dark outside
And it's raining
And the atmosphere
Is like it always has been
Thoughts of revolution
How and why?
Just pass on by
Glood and depression
Faked deprivation
"Well I got no money"
Are you depressive? or depressing?
Obsessive? Or obsessed?
Someone or no one?
Are you alive or dead?
Do you take your ideas
From other people?
Surrounded by boredom
You get boring
And then you start to enjoy it
Take all the plugs out
And sit in darkness
It's dark in your head
You're not alive any more
And it's raining
