IRC-Galleria

I gotta go,Cause I don't have long.
I don't give a damn what the doctors say.
I ain't gonna spend another lonesome day.
I don't want to die in the hospital.
You gotta take me back outside.
And they don't let you smoke and you can't get drunk.
Can you get this tube out of my arm.
Morphine in my blood like a slow sad song.
Is there still a world out my windowsill.
All there ever was I remember still.
Don't know when it's day or when it's night.
All I ever see are fluorescent lights.
They give me all these flowers and these big balloons.
But I don't wanna stay in this little room.
Are the stars still in the sky?
Is that fat moon on the rise?
Feel the earth against my feet.
As the cold wind calls for me.