Tread the Floods

Stress breaking my back Pulse is stuttering Pressure mental attack My thoughts cluttering Beating this dead horse is exhausting Heartbreaking to see my hands shaking I'm knee-deep in the dead, still wading Still wading in this, this well called life Nervousness halting all will Forcing apathy, anxiety, an aching chill Hammering down me Beating this dead horse is exhausting Heartbreaking to see my hands shaking I'm knee-deep in the dead, still wading Still wading in this, this well called life Tread the floods so you can hope to seize Your own reality (be)'fore if escapes thee Watch yourself drown in disarray It's time to break away or we'll die today Tread the floods so you can hope to seize Your own reality (be)'fore if escapes thee Watch yourself drown in disarray It's time to break away or we'll die today Stress breaking my back Pulse is stuttering Pressure mental attack My thoughts cluttering Nervousness halting all will Forcing apathy, anxiety, an aching chill Hammering down me Beating this dead horse is exhausting Heartbreaking to see my hands shaking I'm knee-deep in the dead, still wading Still wading in this, this well called life Tread the floods so you can hope to seize Your own reality (be)'fore if escapes thee Watch yourself drown in disarray It's time to break away or we'll die today Tread the floods so you can hope to seize Your own reality (be)'fore if escapes thee Watch yourself drown in disarray It's time to break away or we'll die today