This is water
The space in my head that I occupy
The freewill you lost, the truth I deny
I fear my adjustments won't keep going well
I'll end up in my own kind of childhood hell
Own kind of childhood hell
Tossing and turning
Longing and yearning
For more chances to take
And more choices to make
I am up late into the night retelling myself
Everything I didn't do, everything I didn't say
And I hear your voice being honest with me
Flooding my mind
And you keep saying something but I can't make it out
It's lost in the thoughts that push down and drown
And it's all ruined
And it's all ruined
And it's all ruined
And it's all ruined
And it's all ruined
And it's all ruined
And it's all ruined
And it's all ruined
Because of the substance that fills my head
This is water
