Everybody’s feeling pressure
It’s part of what we are
To struggle is only human
Will only take you so far
In the winter it gets tough
When the darkness falls
In the morning we’re okay
Sun creeps and crawls
Don’t let me fall in deep
The spiral pulls me down
I’m waiting for a friend
To come and call around
Help me get to my feet
Help me to salvation street
The bottles are piled up
The empty soup tins too
The bread and the butter
The photograph of you
Your letters are unopened
Too painful to read your words
How I left you broken
Damaged was your reward
We always were a pair
The two of us both like to win
You used your intelligence
I was drunk and sinned
I clipped your broken wings
You kept on flying back to me
God knows why you would
For a while we’d live in style
And we’d be falling back in love
The bottle and the needle
Cut our skin in shreds
We were bits of people
Lost inside our heads
Then you found some solace
In a refuge on the hill
They saved you from yourself
Gave you back your free will
The last time that I left you
Battered broken and a wreck
You cursed me to high heaven
My hands were on your neck
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