Sale at the Misery Factory
I've cleaned out my closet
But to be here and start again, it's almost like it'll never end
You see me as a form and not the man I really am
It takes some company, but not from you
It brings me down
Misery
Factory
Misery
There's a sale at the misery factory
There's a yard sale in my head, but no buyers seem to come my way
When we were young and not abducted, by our lives of misery I acted out but now there's just pain
Won't go away
It's like a weight of guilt, pressing my shoulders
The broken promises
The lies we choose to deal with this in different ways
Accepted
And now alone, I choose to be
Just let me be
In misery