Sequel of gloomy sunday

And my day continued to be a slip down towards the plains of despair... only a handful of friends stopping me from howling. 99,85% sure that our "drummer" will get kicked out, which leaves us again for finding new people on the same wavelength as we are, other part of our race seems to be annoying in every minute, so again getting mad and weird and funky and cranky... Aaaaargh!!!

So there we were again
Tragic and absurd
Choking on every line
And every final word

A few pages from an old diary
A dusty shelf, an unread history
All these words and memories
Are all of you that's really left for me

They remain, they remain
You still remain
All these words and memories
And everything you were to me
They remain, they remain
You still remain

The day you went away
You had to screw me over
I guess you didn't know
all the stuff you left me with
is way too much to handle
But I guess you don't care

You don't need to preach
you don't have to love me, all the time

Whatever on earth possessed you
to make this bold decision
I guess you don't need me
While whispering those words
I cried like a baby
hoping you would care

You don't need to preach
you don't have to love me, all the time

You don't have to preach
all the time

So this is how I feel right now...