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"

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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



[Chorus]