Sale At The Misery Factory - Illdisposed

I’ve cleaned out my closet

But to be here and start again, it’s almost like it’ll never end

You see me as a form and not the man I really am

It takes some company, but not from you

It brings me down

Misery

Factory

Misery

There’s a sale at the misery factory

There’s a yard sale in my head, but no buyers seem to come my way

When we were young and not abducted, by our lives of misery I acted out but now

there’s just pain

Won’t go away

It’s like a weight of guilt, pressing my shoulders

The broken promises

The lies we choose to deal with this in different ways

Accepted

And now alone, I choose to be

Just let me be

In misery