All the drips..
All the drops...
All the pain...
Never goes away..
Try to mix it within the rain.
Windows open, feeling sudden cold.
Memories don\'t last, I suppose.
Wishing to be with love and warmth.
But instead I am here alone.
All the clouds in the sky...
Are gray as my eyes.
My face seems to not want to dry.
As it is wet from all the tears I have cried.
Sudden feeling of stress...
Can\'t somebody tell me why I\'m always depressed?
The water fails to calm my cuts.
Now all I see and feel is my red blood.
Cutting is never fun.
For every heart break.
For all the misery I take.
Nature is not wicked...
For all the lives it has taken.
It calms me down like medicine.
Rain calms be down like medicine.
I don\'t want no pills.
I won\'t take them.
If you have more bills...
I won\'t pay them.
I look at the rain...
Its my medicine.
It helps my day...
It releases my pain.