Walking, I Stagger

Walking, I stagger Lying down, I sink Running, I fall In silence, I think I think, therefore I ain't Always a sinner, Never a saint Never a winner A picture with no paint Flat, white, cold and bare Point at me standing here No expression, no hope A poison with no antidote Tickle my fancy, please do Color me any shade of blue Broken and bruised Make me your pain Walk away from me But come back again