Feeling really low

Sep 07, 2007 11:22


Water grey, through the windows, up the stairs
Chilling rain, like an ocean everywhere
Don't want to reach for me do you?
I mean nothing to you
The little things give you away

And now there will be no mistaking
The levees are breaking

All you've ever wanted
Was someone to truly look up to you
And six feet underwater I do

Hope decays, generations disappear
Washed away, as a nation simply stares
Don't want to reach for me do you?
I mean nothing to you
The little things give you away

But now there will be no mistaking
The levees are breaking

All you've ever wanted
Was someone to truly look up to you
And six feet underwater I do

All you've ever wanted
Was someone to truly look up to you
And six feet underground, now I
Now I do

Little things give you away
Little things give you away
Little things give you away
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