Slightly Blue - I Declare War

He was just hanging there stretched out and slightly blue

The look on his face will never leave my mind

It was in his eyes

A coldness yet a comfort that we strive for

You could see that he planned this for quite some time

Clean shaven with his hair slicked back

Thought was taken in his final desperate times

Sick man, the thoughts sink in

Desperate to cling on to his miserable life

Sick man, the thoughts sink in

Desperate to cling onto it

Walk out to the woods desperate and tired

Walk out to the woods sick and tired

Silent and alone he tries to drink his way out

Nothing left but this pain

His mind spins into fits of rage

Black jacket with mud on his shoes

He wears his story four feet high

Nothing left, no soul, no cold miserable life

Sick man, the thoughts sink in

Desperate to cling onto his miserable life

Sick man, the thoughts sink in

Desperate to cling onto it

Walk out to the woods desperate and tired

Walk out to the woods sick and tired