It's hard business
getting out of bed when you feel like this
It's past worth it
and it's picking at the seams telling me what I want more
I once had a dream
To tell me that I'm
I'm swimming but I'm four strokes past the bearing I've been
And this ocean keeps pushing me out with the tide
I feel my cracks as they divide
Sold short and anguished
All the work worthwhile succumbed to a battle hardly won
Bloodshot and spaced out
You'll never listen never learn
Only teach me what I'll spurn
I once had dream
Passed through voids and parsed through numbers
Can someone tell me where I begin?
I'm swimming but I'm four strokes past the bearing I've been
And this ocean keeps pushing me out with the tide
I feel my cracks as they divide