[Doom, Cargo]

Oh, are you listen!


No need to make arrangements.
There will be no tomorrow.

Oh, shut up. Listen. I will only
Bring you sorrow.
Cause I was just so afraid of

Loosing you, I left it all unspoken
So you locked your doors on me.
Now my own doors are broken.


I used to call you my one and only
Reason for living

Now I never call you at all.
That's forgiving
And just to show

That Satan's still got some
Humour
That growth in your stomach

Ain't a baby. It's a tumour.

If there's somewhere

Worse than this, let me know
Oh, shut up. Listen.
I'm telling you I will go

Cause, I'm just so numb right now
That any feeling will do
Life is really more than long

Enough.
Can't wait till I am through


I used to call you
My own and only reason for living
Now I never call you at all.

That's forgiving
And just to show that
Satan's still got some humour.

That growth in your stomach
Ain't a baby. It's a tumour.


He's laughin' now, (*##$!