Suffering - Like Pacific

Head above water

But I’d rather be sedated and under

We both have things in common

Your days are numbered but my patience is limited

And this would all be different if it were up to a missed diagnosis

Dust won’t collect itself

And if you’re going to drag me down

I’ll look somewhere else for stability

Once you’re gone I’ll be gone too

Bite the broken hand that feeds

When you’re gone what will I hold on to

Please get over it

I know you’re suffering

Overstay your fucking welcome

Bite the broken hand that feeds (I take it back)

What will I look up to

Are you ashamed of what you’ve done

When all that’s left is my shoulder pain

I felt the weight of the world come crashing down

When all that’s left is a gain

When you’re gone what will I hold on to

Please get over it

I know you’re suffering

Overstay your fucking welcome

Bite the broken hand that feeds (I take it back)

What will I look up to

You’ve always had a way out

But you’ve settled right in

A line behind depth and deeper than shallow