The Suffering Machine

歌詞

Black angel, carry me down Jacket and shoes, pistols and pens Poor boy feels like I ain't got no friends I wake up nervous, Sunday is gloomy Eyes on the sidewalk look right through me I hear myself breathing, trying to focus Goodbye Babylon, wandering hopeless The drifter, singing the lament of a non-tryer The isolation makes me want to set myself on fire I don't live anywhere Black angel, carry me down I pick all the flowers and extinguish the flames The insanities, I remember all of their names Bottom of the barrel, it's no way how to be The cold and the silence beats the shit out of me But the windows are wooden and I shouldn't complain I'll just keep digging until I'm good and insane Cobwebs and applecores, old ghosts and vestiges Woman at the desk says I got no messages I don't live anywhere Black angel, carry me down Lost in a haze of fantasy and folklore The woman I love don't want me no more Inebriated, alleviated of pain and speaking wild Full grown man reduced to a weakling child Hard of hearing, short tempered and long viewing Completely disappeared and cleared of all wrong-doing Challenging the calendars, and tempting the clocks Tree knocked over, inside an empty box I don't live anywhere Black angel, carry me down