The Illness Of The Lonesome Lyrics

Well it's Friday night again

Cigarettes and friends

Merry smiles all around you

But it keeps getting harder

To join in with the banter

When all the while the heart bleeds lone and blue

Master of deceit

You got them to believe

Your life's goddamn happier than theirs

But that little mascarade

Don't nearly keep at bay

The demons who come whispering in your ears

Some days, you shine like the sun

Some days, you just about hanging on

It's a struggle every day

It's a long and loathsome way

Battling the illness of the lonesome

Years of traveling round

Till the road life wore you down

And got you begging hard on both knees

Now you spend your days at home

No calls on the telephone

Long gone the friendships from overseas

In the dead of night

Anxiety eats you up

Shadows from the past you'd left behind

It's the weight of the fears

You've been carrying all those years

Come crushing through the gateways of your mind

Some days, you shine like the sun

Some days, you just about hanging on

It's a struggle everyday

It's a long and loathsome way

When you battling the illness of the lonesome