Sour Soup

Eating humble pie on a platter made of sorrow All our pained tomorrows all our dark thoughts in the night Drinking greens & blues - blues & greys Drowning in the way Dreaming of yesterday In a testube rack of pain Sour Soup - Sour Soup of tears and no hope Sour Soup - Sour Soup of tears and no hope Walking on a shredded path To go and go again From rock to deep blue sea Hard sun and pure acid rain. Sour Soup All of our dark thoughts in the night All our pained tomorrows eating humble And buried on a deserted moor... Sorrow - nothing heard nothing said Sorrow - in a coffin lined with lead Sorrow - nothing heard and nothing said Sorrow... Lining lungs with fucking black shit The throat - its got a noose around it Inhaling all this fucking horror The throat - its got a noose around it