This Is Water

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