song by divine comedy (i just can't get over da lyrics)

I’m the darkness in the light
I’m the leftness in the right
I’m the rightness in the wrong
I’m the shortness in the long
I’m the goodness in the bad
I’m the saneness in the mad
I’m the sadness in the joy
I’m the gin in the gin soaked boy
The gin soaked boy
I’m the ghost in the machine
I’m the genius in the gene
I’m the beauty in the beast
I’m the sunset in the east
I’m the ruby in the dust
I’m the trust in the mistrust
I’m the Trojan horse in Troy
I’m the gin in the gin soaked boy
The gin soaked boy
I’m the tiger empty cage
I’m the mystery's final page
I’m the stranger's lonely glance
I’m the hero’s only chance
I’m the undiscovered land
I’m the single grain of sand
I’m the Christmas morning toy
I’m the gin in the gin soaked boy
The gin soaked boy
I’m the world you’ll never see
I’m the slave you’ll never free
I’m the truth you’ll never know
I’m the place you’ll never go
I’m the sound you’ll never hear
I’m the course you’ll never steer
I’m the will you’ll not destroy
I’m the gin in the gin soaked boy
Yeah, the gin soaked boy
I’m the half truth in the lie
I’m the why not in the why
I’m the last roll of the di
I’m the old school in the tie
I’m the spirit in the sky
I’m the catcher in the rye
I’m the twinkle in her eye
I’m Jeff Goldblum in "The Fly"
Well, who am I?

***life is not all that bad after all*

Well who am i
I ask this question every time
And my soul cries
"I" is me and "me" is I

My soul further exclaims,
You r a person, who everybody blames,
To b rude and always angry;
And u just talk to me,
And rivers of tears flow down ,when u r hurt badly
And u shout aloud why always me.

But remember that if u r made to suffer the most;
Den god thinks that u have the worlds gr8est gift-forbearance,
So that u win and raise a toast.

But these words never calm you,
And you cum crying with a wound fresh and new
Remember what I(soul) say today
And never forget until your last day.

You are not the only one who is made to suffer in this world.

Real suffering is to the new born child;
Who sleeps on the road
When he is meant to be resting in a cozy cradle.

Real suffering is to the mother who has lost her young son,
But the court says "suicide attempt" & killed by none.

Real suffering is to the man;
Who has lost his near 1's and lost the aim to live;
As the doctor has declared him HIV positive.

Just take a look around;
And u will find out for once and all;
That sufferings surround one and all,

So the next time u scream-
"Why I've been chosen?"
Take a look around
Stop being selfish;
And stop screaming y me
And I hope that will end your gr8 saga of self-pity