When I cut down my options
The problems multiply in haste
There’s just no way to stop them
I have to get the hell out of this place
The something that you speak of, I know that you mean me
There’s something in the water lurking underneath
When you open your wardrobe
You only find more skin
Pounds and pounds around you
Treasures hid within, it’s all you’ve ever been
The something that you speak of
I know that you mean me
There’s something in the water
Lurking underneath
Stop giving me excuses to levitate your heads
I’m running through the gamut
I’m crying to the dead
Fight for your life because it is right outside
Tooth and nail, bleeding gums, build a better knife
Nothing that you do is helping anyone survive
Say goodbye to light, get ready cause you’re gonna die
You’re gonna die
You’re gonna die
You’re gonna die
So not another murmur until you reach the peak
There’s something in the water, tastes like gasoline
Try picking better features developing your name
I’m running out of options
I’m dying just the same
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