Broken branches in two under my shoes,
Everything's tied to gravity, I walk along to a Sunday dawn.
So can you tell them I'm broke never on top, everyday reality shouts
I'm about to let it down.
I'm not dead (x6), I'm just doing wrong
I'm not dead (x6), I'm just doing wrong
I'm strongly upset down on my knees,
Left in here, caught in the undertow pleas
Turn me off or wake me up.
Nothing left in this box, memories lost,
Pieces of what I try to keep,
They leak out of my head and get me down.
I'm not dead (x6), I'm just doing wrong
I'm not dead (x6), I'm just doing wrong
Until I sleep, I'll forever walk...

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