The bottom of the pond

They’re wondering where I’ve gone

They thought about trying to find me but it was just a passing thought

I hate my own body

But I am fucking lazy

I sit here wanting change but just keep doing the same damn thing

What’s the use in trying to survive? To survive

If we don’t do what makes us feel alive? Feel alive

What’s the use in trying to survive? To survive

If we don’t feel alive?

All the time I had was lost

I’m wondering where it’s gone

I wear a watch for structure but I don’t do the things I want

All the things I want