I Do Not Want This         
             

i'm losing ground 
you know how this world can beat you down 
i'm made of clay 
i fear i'm the only one who thinks this way 
i'm always falling down the same hill 
bamboo puncturing this skin 
and nothing comes bleeding out of me just like a waterfall i'm drowning in 
2 feet below the surface i can still make out your wavy face 
and if i could just reach you maybe i could leave this place 
i do not want this 
i do not want this 
i do not want this 
i do not want this 
don't you tell me how i feel 
don't you tell me how i feel 
don't you tell me how i feel 
you don't know just how i feel 
i stay inside my bed 
i have lived so many lives all in my head 
don't tell me that you care 
there really isn't anything, is there? 
you would know, wouldn't you? 
you extend your hand to those who suffer 
to those who know what it really feels like 
to those who've had a taste 
like that means something 
and oh so sick i am 
and maybe i don't have a choice 
and maybe that is all i have 
and maybe this is a cry for help 
i do not want this 
i do not want this 
i do not want this 
i do not want this 
don't you tell me how i feel 
don't you tell me how i feel 
don't you tell me how i feel 
you don't know just how i feel 

i want to know everything 
i want to be everywhere 
i want to fuck everyone in the world 
i want to do something that matters

             
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