Where Am I
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Someone please turn on the light
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I'm not fine, I'm not fine
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How can I find my way from this little cellar they call life
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Down here I tear out my veins and tie them to the chair
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This goes on and on and on
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Unraveled in contortions, I run for the door
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This goes on and on and on
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Hold on to my own destruction
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I fall face first, I fall face first
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Watch me descend, I'm on display
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This cycle of human decay
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I feel it lurking in the corners
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I watch it tracking up my arm
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I am the anchor, I am the anchor
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I am the anchor, I am the anchor
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Bound to my existence, bound to my existence
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I make peace with the parasites I live among
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Paralyzed, I watch them colonize as I sit here and just fall apart
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The beggars and choosers are all the same
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The default reaction will never change
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So I catch a glimpse of my own reflection
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From a shard of glass left on the floor
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The beggars and choosers are all the same
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The default reaction will never change
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It's time to restart
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Reassemble what's left of my body
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It's time to restart
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Pick me up and walk away
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Uproot the anchor, Uproot the anchor
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Uproot the anchor, Uproot the anchor
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Walk right out the door, Walk right out the door
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I'll change for the better
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It can't get much worse
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I'll swallow my own pride
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And then accept defeat
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Accept defeat
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Accept defeat
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My Deteriorating Incline
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Underoath |