| Destitution |
|---|
| Left out in the cold |
| The world has closed it’s doors |
| Time are so hard now |
| No fun in life no more |
| Looking back |
| At the way it used to be The past is all I have now |
| Hard times have hit me I wish I could run |
| Wish I could hide |
| Forget all my problems |
| Just curl up and die |
| Out on the street |
| Out on my own |
| Facing the world alone |
| My eternal suffering |
| A death sentence with no time |
| Endless journey no escpe |
| Destituion is my crime |
| Why am I so helpless |
| No feelings of life’s worth |
| A desperate need for salvation |
| Is this life a curse |
| I wish I could run |
| Wish I could hide |
| Forget all my problems |
| Just curl up and die |
| Out on the street |
| Out on my own |
| Facing the world alone |
| Lack of baisc need |
| Desire on-which to feed |
| Desperation is my life |
| In poverty I will die |
