Cry Yourself A River
By: Herc Magnus

Cry yourself a river, when all your thoughts drown
Your life is rather futile and your head hangs down
So sit up on your curved spine with your face pointed to the ground
Your lips are but a quiver, maybe you'll come around.
So come on down, come on down.

I believe if you look inside
your thoughts of death are acquired
You must be out of your fucking mind
You think it's come to your time.
Your thoughts of death will expire

Your selfish thoughts they surface, as quickly as they come
But I don't care nothing for you, when you're being that one      .
So take your piece of paper, and throw it in the trash
Cause I don't care nothing for you, when you're such an ass

I believe if you look inside
your thoughts of death are acquired
You must be out of your fucking mind
You think it's come to your time.

Well maybe next time, I”ll meet you there
So your not lonely and your not so scared
Or maybe this time, you'll find your way
On your knees when you start to pray to god for your life
 
So cry yourself a river, when all your thoughts drown
Your life is rather futile and your head hangs

Cry Yourself A River

I cannot create the plan
to save the world from the sodomy and technology of the man
While you are just a pawn in the game
a consumer, user, hamster on a wheel going around again

Don't tell me why I'm in denial
I am down on my knees and I'm begging you please
Open your eyes, it's been awhile
since you listened to me so why can't you just hear me out.