Commute from That's amore by snüff

your clumsy walk you barely talk
with your usual shambling gait
never call and always wait
no wonder you can't make it
no wonder you can't take it
another day to steal your pay
loneliness a state of mind
no one cares if you’re on time
you should've stayed in bed to watch the ceiling
and try to find the sense in living
'cause you can't take it anymore
just say goodbye sick sad world
and throw yourself under the train
a quick and dirty burst of pain
and they'll complain about the delays
but you don't care you're torn to pieces
they'll talk about you for a week
your mum will cry your dad won't speak
and in a bit they'll all be gone
and then the time will be no more
so bless the sun and bless the moon
they'll be together very soon
and bless the earth and bless the water
and bless the wind and bless the fire
and bless the one who can forgive
the one who peacefully can grieve
no wonder you can't make it
no wonder you can't take it

• Rock
• flower punk
• garage
• pop
• punk
• Padua