Below - Memento

In this gray harbour of tears we are capsising

Still waters belie the current that drags us down

Without a sun shallow waters can only be black

As cold and 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 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