My warning meant nothing.
Youre dancing in quicksand.
Why dont you watch where youre wandering?
Why dont you watch where youre stumbling?
Youre wading knee deep and going in.
Youre wading knee deep and going in.

This bog is thick and easy to get lost in.
Cause youre a stupid, belligerent ****er.
This bog is thick and easy to get lost in.
Cause youre a dumb and belligerent ****er.
I hope it sucks you down…

My warning meant nothing.
Youre dancing in quicksand.
Why dont you watch where youre wandering?
Why dont you watch where youre stumbling?
Youre wading knee deep and going in.
And you may never come back again.

This bog is think and easy to get lost in.
Cause youre a stupid, belligerent ****er.
This bog is thick and easy to get lost in.
Cause youre a dumb ass belligerent ****er.
I hope it sucks you down.

I hope it sucks you, ****er, I hope it sucks you down.

Wandering, wandering, no one even invited you in.
Youre still stumbling, suffocate, suffocate,
Why dont you get away?
Wandering around, who let you in?
No one even invited you in.
Youre still stumbling, suffocate, suffocate,
Why dont you get out while you can?
No one told you to come.
Why don’t you get out?

My warning meant nothing.
Youre dancing in quicksand.
Why dont you watch where youre wandering?
Why dont you watch where youre stumbling?
Youre wading knee deep and going in.
And you may never come back again.

I hope it sucks you, I hope it sucks you, I hope it sucks you down…

- Tool

Life it seems will fade away
Drifting further everyday
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else

I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free

Things aren’t what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deadly loss this cant be real

Cannot stand this hell i feel

Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me but now, hes gone

No one but me can save myself, but its too late
Now i cant think, think why i should even try

Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death greets me warm, now i will just say goodbye

- Metallica

This is probably one of the most apt descriptions of morbid depression (without being stupid).

I got a letter this morning
What do you reckon it read?
It said the gal you love is dead
I got a letter this morning
What do you reckon it read?
Said “Hurry, Hurry because the gal you love is dead”
Well I packed up my suitcase
I took off down the road
When I got there she was layin’ on the cooling board
I packed up my suitcase
And I took off down the road
When I got there she was layin’ on the cooling board
It looked like ten thousand people standing around the burial ground
I didn’t know I loved her ’till they began to let her down
Looked like ten thousand people standing on the burial ground
I didn’t know that I loved her ’till they began to let her down
You know it’s so hard to love
Someone that don’t love you
Won’t get satisfaction
Don’t care what you do
So hard to love
Someone that don’t love you
Don’t look like satisfaction
Don’t care what you do
Well I got up this morning
The break of day
Just hugging the pillows
She used to lay
Got up this morning
The break of day
Just hugging the pillows
Where my baby used to lay

- The White Stripes, covering the song by Son House

Here I stand head in hand
Turn my face to the wall
If she’s gone I can’t go on
Feeling two foot small
Everywhere people stare each and every day
I can see them laugh at me
And I hear them say

Hey you’ve got to hide your love away
Hey you’ve got to hide your love away

How can I even try?
I can never win
Hearing them, seeing them
In the state I’m in
How could she say to me
“Love will find a way?”
Gather round all you clowns
Let me hear you say

Hey you’ve got to hide your love away
Hey you’ve got to hide your love away

- Eddie Vedder (covering a Beatles song, from the film “I Am Sam”)

I would catch you
I’d catch you as you fall
I would catch you
I’d catch you if I heard your call

But you tore a hole in space
Like a dark star falls from grace
You burn across the sky
And I would find you wings to fly
And I would catch you
I would catch your fall

- Bono on “Slide Away” with the deceased Michael Hutchence