Blood Root Mother. The Rabbit Hole. Dead Sea. Zeneszám

Barely treading water, in a sea of ignorance,
What better way to drown, Than in this salty bliss,
Can?t see the shore line, From which you have arrived,
You?ve made it this far but will you stay alive.
It won?t be long now, till water fills you lungs, the eyes that used to smile are blinded by the sun
(chorus)
Someday things will be so different,
at least its what I dream to be,
but I can?t sit and play the same song,
if it means things won?t ever change for me.
Now its getting darker, and the future?s looking grim,
wouldn?t be in such a mess, if you had learned to swim,
take comfort in knowing, one notion as you drown,
when you die there is no hell, your just rotting in the ground
And for this nameless body, found washed up on the beach,
no better epitaph, than ?practice what you preach?
(chorus)
Things will never change, things will never change