Below

Below
In this gray harbour of tears we are capsizing
Still waters belie the current that drags us down
Without a sun shallow waters can only be black
As cold and as weathered as the leaves
That clog your dead mouth
What the f*** is wrong with us people?
What the f*** is wrong with you people?

Looking down your nose judging me f*****
Looking down your nose from the same mother
Looking down your nose, judge, judge f*****
As we sink below
Could you have walked on water with two led feet?
This epiphany reached whilst breathing through a straw
Conscience is the only weak link in my ball and chain
I've been making excuses for things I've done to myself
What the f*** is wrong with us people?
What the f*** is wrong with you people?
Down, down, down down down
Can I be?
Can I be all of these people at once?
Can I please all of you parasites at once?
Can I be all of these people at once?
Can I be?
I cannot be.