"Will to Live"
I feel miserable
Legs make me ill
I feel miserable
Eyes tear at my foundations
I feel miserable
Webs are dragging me down to the depths of misery
I want to die
Is it because of spiders that I feel this way?
With the pink rays of misery pounding on my brain?
Or am I lost in tale of me, adrift far from home
I don't think so, I don't think so.
Mica Broke My Will to Live
Mica Broke My Will to Live
Mica Broke My Will to Live
I was getting better but then
Mica Broke My Will to Live
I feel miserable
Flys rot the flesh from my bones
I feel miserable
Hairs defeat my purpose
I feel miserable
Bites are doing their best to impale my soul
I want to die
Is it because of spiders that I feel this way?
With the pink rays of misery pounding on my brain?
Am I lost in tale of me, adrift far from home
I don't think so, I don't think so.
Mica Broke My Will to Live
Mica Broke My Will to Live
Oh God, Mica Broke My Will to Live
I was getting better but then
Mica Broke My Will to Live
A contest entry
- Alanis Morrisette Random Generated Rock and Roll Spectacular! by PerVirtuous.
370 points, ended June 10, 2007, 9 entries
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