Manic Depression Rozz Williams

Manic depression
Manic depression
Manic depression
Manic depression
Manic depression
Manic depression
Manic depression is searching my soul
I know what I want, but I really don't know...
Feeling, sweet feeling
I wish I could remember
Manic depression is searching my soul

I'm a woman, so weary
My sweet cause is in vain
I make love, take love, break love
It's all the same
(When it's over)
Feeling, sweet feeling
I wanna caress
Manic depression - you've captured my soul...

I was awakened one night
With a sack thrown over my body
Arguments about where to bury the dead

I felt alone and abandoned
Cast into tumbling waves
And suddenly I am out of the light half naked
Children stare open-mouthed
At my crippled frame
Hunched inside the chaos of my love
And I don't even know who I am
My shoulders in white softness
Wings of a dove crushed beneath stone
Hidden tears, impatient
Wiped away with bruised, cut palms
A creature sold off to the evil ones