I'm losing ground
you know how this world can beat you down
I'm made of clay
I fear I'm the only one who thinks this way
I'm always falling down the same hill
bamboo puncturing this skin
and nothing comes bleeding out of me just like a waterfall I'm drowning in
2 feet below the surface I can still make out your wavy face
and if I could just reach you maybe I could leave this place
I DO NOT want this
I DO NOT want this!
I DO NOT WANT THIS
I do not...want this...
AND DON'T YOU TELL ME HOW I FEEL
DON'T YOU TELL ME HOW I FEEL
YOU DON'T KNOW JUST HOW I FEEL
I stay inside my bed
I have lived so many lives ALL in my head
And don't tell me that you care
THERE REALLY ISN'T ANYTHING NOW, IS THERE?!
You would know, wouldn't you?
You extend your hand to those who suffer
To those who know what it really feels like
To those who've had a taste
Like that means something
And oh-so sick I am
(maybe) I do not have a choice and (maybe) this is all I have and (maybe) this IS a cry for help
I do not want this
AND DON'T YOU TELL ME HOW I FEEL
DON'T YOU TELL ME HOW I FEEL
YOU JUST DON'T KNOW HOW I FEEL!!
I WANNA KNOW EVERYTHING
I WANNA BE EVERYWHERE
I WANNA FUCK EVERYONE IN THE WORLD
I WANNA DO SOMETHING....
THAT MATTERS!!!!