Not even alcohol
Can make me feel like this
Between ecstasy
And agony
And each one so intense
I think I'll die
If I face a minute more
Can you understand
That I need some relief
Of some kind
And that the pressure's too intense
Even though it's half as much
As it's been in weeks

I really could do with something more than this
A glimmer of hope
And a chance of early release