Waawooweewaa

Where you go, I can't follow

I return to wounded animal

Body wants what body gets and

Spirit suffers consequences

I wish I could surrender

I'm giving up this source of joy

My entire life, am I ever gonna fill that void?

I'm sorry, it's my own fault

I'm sorry, it's my own fault

Where you go, I can't follow

Flashing back, I'm feeling awful

So I return

So I return

Into the fishbowl

And the eyes of the public

We stall at gunpoint

And I swallow the bullet

But I wish I could say fuck it

And walk out into the lake

My entire life relies on being far away

I'm sorry, it's my own fault

I'm sorry, it's my own fault