i hate seeing the words to my songs written down, half ryhmming no grammer skills, but here it is

[i_usedtobe]

there lies two cities, with one lake between

they dont have liars, at this lakes deep

they dont have lovers, who share their bed

they have all knowledge, but nothings read

but i have no boat, so i'm stranded on shore

and i hate myself, for always wanting more

so i'll cross my fingers, and hold my breath

but if i sink, i would welcome death

it's worth the risk, to know that happiness

the clouds came quickly, closing in

the waters rose, tossed and turned

i begged myself, to fight for life

i told myself, i knew what was right

i grit my teeth, and break my bonds

i try my best, to carry on

but i hit the rocks and loose most my mind

my lungs fill up and my body fails

its only minutes before i return dead to the shore