Black Peter

[Verse] All of my friends come to see me last night I was laying in my bed, crying She said, "The tragedy of your life Is that you don't enjoy living" Just then the wind Came calling at my door I was swept into shadow Don't know how to extricate me From the only world that I know Fever rolls up to one hundred and five Rolls on up then roll back down again One more day I might find myself Grateful to be alive See here how everything Leads up to this day It's just like any other day that's ever been Sun coming up and then Sun's going down Shine through my window And my friends, they come around [Bridge] Come around Come around [Outro] People, they know but And people, they care I don't know how to live Take a look at poor Peter He's lying in pain Let's try to set her free Her free, her free