[Lyric] Dreamslaughter The Little Things (Sandra Jewel)

I open my eyes, listen to the rain
I just woke up, loaded with pain
I take a sandwich from my brand-new fridge
I make a cup of a very hot tea
I am walking straight to the Golden Bridge
I am gonna make my little plea
In the greasy waters I can see the glitter
Teeny tiny sparkles, twinkles, tinkles, gleams
I am pleading guilty of the dream slaughter -
I have murdered many pretty little dreams
How does it feel – leaning over the bridgе
How does it feel – closing the fridge
Whеre all the dark secrets stay:
Choco ice cream turning grey
Cherries bleeding in decay
How does it feel – licking sugar cane, sucking like a leach
How does is feel – being called a bitch by his little sister
How does it feel - band aid off the blister?
Saving dimes and quarters, moaning in the dark
How does is feel – pulling like a shark, off the broken chain
No pain, no gain
Leaning of the bridge, I can see the floaters –
Faces washed with bleach, hands all bruised and cracked
Off the Golden Bridge, off forbidden waters –
I am still a human, not a teared rag
I am not a needle in a haystack
I can lean over, but I do not crack