(Intro A D, A D, A D, A D)
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I walk caverns and abysmals that I hope you never dream of
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I search around for exits but I'm doubting if there ever was an entrance
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In the first place,
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It's as bleak as the boondock where stern faced Neubauten rehearsed.
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Depressed beyond tablets, I'm gone beyond pills
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Depressed beyond tablets, I'm gone beyond pills
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Depressed beyond tablets, I'm gone beyond pills
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Depressed beyond tablets, I'm gone beyond pills.
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The sunshine and Jennifer seem such a distance
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The universe is ruled by chance and indifference
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And I'm shrouded by inexorable darkness,
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And I'll tell you this for nowt: La Belle Epoque sang "Black Is Black"
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Yeah, well I sing black is black is black is blacker
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Depressed beyond tablets, I'm gone beyond pills
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Depressed beyond tablets, I'm gone beyond pills
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Depressed beyond tablets, I'm gone beyond pills
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The cloud base is low on the Clwydian Hills.
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While she's squealing with pleasure in the arms of her lover
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To infernal regions I've been sent to gut hummingbirds according
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To my sentence,
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Your optimism strikes me like junk mail addressed to the dead.
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Depressed beyond tablets, I'm gone beyond pills
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Depressed beyond tablets, I'm gone beyond pills
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Depressed beyond tablets, I'm gone beyond pills
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Depressed beyond tablets, I'm gone beyond pills.
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Oh, the results of my lifetime are a string of nil–nils
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Hey Blakey, does your bus go by the "Dark Satanic Mills?"
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If I was in CSNY, I'd be Stephen Stills
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And maybe four more without the numerous frills.
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Depressed beyond tablets, I'm gone beyond pills
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Depressed beyond tablets, I'm gone beyond pills
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I'm DBT, GBP, I'm depressed beyond tablets, gone beyond pills.