Private Hell Lyrics - Setting Sons - Jam

Closer than close you see yourself 

A mirrored image of what you wanted to be 

As each day goes by a little more 

You can't remember what it was you wanted anyway 

The fingers feel the lines they prod the space 

Your aging face the face that once was so beautiful 

Is still there but unrecognizable, private hell 

The man who you once loved is bald and fat 

And seldom in working late as usual 

Your interest has waned you feel the strain 

The bed springs snap on the occasions he lies upon you 

Close your eyes and think of nothing but private hell 

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Think of Emma wonder what she's doing 

Her husband Terry and your grandchildren 

Think of Edward who's still at college 

You send him letters which he doesn't acknowledge 

'Cause he don't care, they don't care 

'Cause they're all going through their own private hell 

The morning slips away in a Valium haze 

And catalogues and numerous cups of coffee 

In the afternoon the weekly food 

Is put in bags as you float off down the high street 

The shop windows reflect play a nameless host 

To a closet ghost a picture of your fantasy 

A victim of your misery and Private hell 

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Alone at 6 o'clock you drop a cup 

You see it smash inside you crack 

You can't go on but you sweep it up 

Safe at last inside your private hell 

Sanity at last inside your private hell