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 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 the 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.