ХуЛите

I lost myself again
Somewhere in the dark.
No prayer
Can save my heart
For it is the end
Of being nice
Of having friends
And thinking twice
Of going home
On bloody Fridays
Of watching other
Peoples madness
And seeing most of it
In me.
Why am I
Through all this
Apathy.
I can not
find the sense
Of life.
I put my yough
On credit.
Why.
Got twisted
Somewhere in the dark.
No prayer
Can save my heart...