LYRIC FOR SALE

By Thorsten Gabriel

It's still the same he'll be gone on Monday
She always said he'll be gone on Monday
It's still the same he'll be gone on Monday

They lied to us
They didn't leave right away
These are our records
And here she is
Standing by the side of the road
You can tell just by her sweater
So
What happened

Can we talk for a minute
I found out
That they brought drugs again
This was their last chance
It's going to be like this starting Monday
You'll get a crisis placement
I'm totally shocked
That they want him out

It makes me sick
Because the decision is final
They've understood
That you focus on the negative and ignore the positive
It's over with the white powder
The pink pills
And the injections

So I left
Trying to distract myself
As best I could
I tried to distract myself
From my feelings that were coming back
But it didn't work
No no no fuck
Couldn't distract myself anymore

Just like my mother stopped functioning
So I stopped functioning too
Was sent away to a home
Sent away in tears and anger
Away from my big sister
Away from all the people I loved I have

I feel so sick
Because the decision is final
They've understood
That one focuses on the negative
And ignores the positive
It's over with the white powder
The pink pills
And the pricks on my skin

I thought I'd go crazy go crazy
From all the fear and loneliness
Then she wants to ruin my life
A little child
Because of a little white snow
Calls up the Ice Age lets the frost into my heart until it freezes

There could have been other ways
So that a child's soul remains intact
What's wrong with me now
Now I want to talk
What do I have to do so that I can stay
So that it doesn't get so close to me
Do you know that I'll be homeless then
Completely unprotected

I feel so sick
Because the decision is final
They've understood
That one focuses on the negative
And ignores the positive Ignored
It's over with the white powder
The pink pills
And the punctures on the skin

Why did all this happen
All against the clock
So completely
Nothing remains as it once was
You were killed
Because your deed goes unpunished
The perpetrator will be punished
Yet it was a heroic act

It remains true he'll be gone on Monday
That's what she always said he'll be gone on Monday
It remains true he'll be gone on Monday