Friday, June 10, 2005
Phnemonia Hurts Me.
I sit here in bed
But can't rest my little head
Soon I will be dead
Coughing day and night
No end of this pain in sight
Something is not right
My lungs are cracking
With each shallow breath I take
Pills aren't working yet.
But can't rest my little head
Soon I will be dead
Coughing day and night
No end of this pain in sight
Something is not right
My lungs are cracking
With each shallow breath I take
Pills aren't working yet.