Disclaimer: Not mine, already. Nothing is mine, it all belongs to the government! AAAAA! Anyway, not mine.
A/N: This has nothing to do with anything in the game, it just popped into my head when I was thinking about Reno. You people can connect it to anything if you want. I wouldn't have even posted it but I really liked the way it came out.
Dead, broken, battered, busted.
Someone shoot me, I'm disgusted.
Solve your troubles, solve your angst.
I've got my OWN problems, thanks.
Lost, alone, beaten, cryin'.
Why should I care that your dyin'?
Withered insides, deep remorse.
Everything's your fault, of course.
Pain, pity, anguish, sorrow.
"I'm so sad, there's no tomorrow."
Creeping darkness, missing light.
I'd like to set you straight all right.
Lone, solo, solely lonely,
Lost without your one and only.
Waking nightmare, troubled sleep.
I'll pray hell your soul to keep.
Gone, vanished, nonexistent,
Well, if you are so insistent.
Lovely hurting, better grieve.
I'd forget but you won't leave.
Squished, trampled, knocked down, tired.
Save it, man, it's not desired.
"Nothing left now, my life's gone.
How on earth will I go on?"
Sick, depressed, dried up, cried out.
They're all things I'll do without.
How will you go on? Let's see.
How 'bout you DON'T. That's fine with me.
A/N: Well, that's all for now folks. R/R please, I don't really care if you don't like it, I just like getting reviews.
Oh, and yes, Chess, since you asked, it was aimed at you. Giles' angst is hardly ever expressed, you know, so that's not fair. Anyway, you know my views about that stuff.
A/N: This has nothing to do with anything in the game, it just popped into my head when I was thinking about Reno. You people can connect it to anything if you want. I wouldn't have even posted it but I really liked the way it came out.
Dead, broken, battered, busted.
Someone shoot me, I'm disgusted.
Solve your troubles, solve your angst.
I've got my OWN problems, thanks.
Lost, alone, beaten, cryin'.
Why should I care that your dyin'?
Withered insides, deep remorse.
Everything's your fault, of course.
Pain, pity, anguish, sorrow.
"I'm so sad, there's no tomorrow."
Creeping darkness, missing light.
I'd like to set you straight all right.
Lone, solo, solely lonely,
Lost without your one and only.
Waking nightmare, troubled sleep.
I'll pray hell your soul to keep.
Gone, vanished, nonexistent,
Well, if you are so insistent.
Lovely hurting, better grieve.
I'd forget but you won't leave.
Squished, trampled, knocked down, tired.
Save it, man, it's not desired.
"Nothing left now, my life's gone.
How on earth will I go on?"
Sick, depressed, dried up, cried out.
They're all things I'll do without.
How will you go on? Let's see.
How 'bout you DON'T. That's fine with me.
A/N: Well, that's all for now folks. R/R please, I don't really care if you don't like it, I just like getting reviews.
Oh, and yes, Chess, since you asked, it was aimed at you. Giles' angst is hardly ever expressed, you know, so that's not fair. Anyway, you know my views about that stuff.