In the mind of a depressive
Down a bottle of gin
Becomes aggressive
He lost his will
His life
A fight begins
He gets hisself kicks in the chin
Slumps down by the bin
Take me away
don’t touch me
They kicked him close to the death line
He wanted it in his own mind
In the mind of a depressive
Out arrive the bill
He asks what took you so long
I could have been killed
Take me away
don’t touch me
Enough questions to drive a man mad
Someone who already has it pretty bad
He lost what it was he had
He didn’t know what it was until late
The hour was late and he turned to hate
He was scrabbling along the pavement
It was his new life that he had taken to
Depressed the chill a wave sent
Down his back to his shoes
He wanted to die
Take me away
don’t touch me
