I Do Not Want This

I'm Losing ground Well you know how this world can beat you down And I'm Made of clay I fear I'm the only one who thinks this way [Spoken words] I'm always falling down the same hill, bamboo puncturing the skin, and nothing comes bleeding out of me, just like a waterfall I'm drowning in. Two 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 And I Stay inside my bed I have lived so many lives all in my head And don't Tell me that you care There really isn't anything now Is there? [Spoken Words] 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 f**k everyone in the world I want to do something that matters x3 I want to know everything I want to be everywhere I want to f**k everyone in the world I want to do something