Sad, and lonely
I breath my own battle
The clinic’s air is cold as metal
I guess no one is immortal
I lived
Each day as if it was the last
Cause I knew that I would lose my past
I’m losing my memories and my stories
It’s my cross
My cross to bear
And I’m sitting in my chair
And I’m sitting in my chair
I turn in circles
I’m bored
In this room where I am stored
I guess everyone’s too busy
Free
My children left home a few years ago
Does it mean I’m still a father
I don’t know
I don’t see who I’m anymore
It’s my cross
My cross to bear
And I’m aging in my chair
And I’m aging in my chair
The walls are white and sterile
Like the tears flowing in me
I’ve forgotten how to eat, how to pee
Please, let me leave with dignity
Before I turn crazy
Join my love
Wanna join my love
There’re holes in my head
I can feel him high above
It’s my cross
My cross to bear
And I’m waiting in my chair
And I have to wait in my fucking chair
My fucking chair
My fucking chair
And I’m waiting
And I’m waiting
And I’m waiting in my chair
And I’m waiting
And I’m waiting
And I’m waiting in my chair
And I’m waiting in my chair