Paroles de Below

In this gray harbour of tears we are capsising 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 fuck is wrong with us people? What the fuck is wrong with you people? Looking down your nose judging me fucker Looking down your nose from the same mother Looking down your nose, judge, judge fucker 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 fuck is wrong with us people? What the fuck 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.