In Reverse Songtext
von Bob Nanna

Sprawled on the music room rug
Next to desk that addressed a fist
The baby came over and laid on my chest
And purred - what have you got left?

I split the pills in half so they last
But they still go pretty fast
The side effects make me sweat
So I got more pills to handle that


Wake and call in,
Coma, staying home again,
The clock reads rock bottom
The mirror mocks

Now I live in reverse,
Because the more I move forward
The more it hurts
I, incurable, cursed
No more music no words

Could it be?
I′m sick of me
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