will I ever feel well again?
Now that I'm getting old,
will I ever take my youth?
will I ever be able to forgive again?
Now that I feel threatened,
will I ever be able to live without fear?
You know that I doubt it, and I doubt it,
You know that I doubt it, doubt it,
will I ever be able to stand up by myself?
will I ever be able to kill this fucking bird?
will I ever be able to afford to feed myself?
can I never live like those?
And I doubt it, and I doubt it,
You know that I doubt it, doubt it,
can we find in our hearts
The guilt of those, those who have not?
Now that I'm angry, angry, angry
Now that I'm sick, now that I'm sick
Now that I'm sick, sick, sick
You know that I doubt it, and I doubt it,
and I doubt that very much
You know that I doubt it, I doubt it,
and I doubt that very much
