I'm going to the river and there I'm going to swim until I sink.
I've been drowning here forever.
So, it won't make a difference to me.
Don't you see what the buzz is?
Look at me.
I am nothing but a need to reach you.
If I don't go to the river I'm going to crawl into a hole and fill me in.
This thing will suffocate me.
So, you see, the only difference is when.
I don't know what the trick is.
Look at me. I am nothing but a need to reach you.
I've waited so long that I can smell the rotting of my brain and
I'm shaking and I'm stammering and tasting the sting of my failure.
Look at me.
I am nothing but a need to reach you.
Look at me I am nothing but a need, this need.
Everyday I see rage in the mirror.
It's dripping from me;
Throbbing through me.
I can't be any clearer
And I can see it right there.
It's on my wall and it's frightening me.
