It's just a few screws loose
I just feel myself going crazy
Maybe it's solved with a noose
But the thought is a bit hazy
It's just one bad day
But that's just what it takes
It's all they'll ever say
But I'm ready to break
Maybe the trigger of the gun
Or perhaps the pills
I won't see the morning sun
I know both will kill
I only wish they knew
That I tried to stay
But I couldn't see it through
And all it took was one bad day
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Thoughts of a Broken Man
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