Вершы: Underoath. My Deteriorating Incline.

Where am I
Someone please turn on the lights
I'm not fine I'm not fine
How can I find my way from this little cellar they call life

Down here I tear out my veins and tie them to the chair
This goes on and on and on
Unraveled in contortions I run for the door
This goes on and on and on

Hold on to my own destruction
I fall face first
Watch me descend I'm on display
This cycle of human decay

I feel it lurking in the corners
I watch it tracking up my arm

I am the anchor
Bound to my existence

I make peace with the parasites I live among
Paralyzed I watch them colonize as I sit here and just fall apart

The beggars and choosers are all the same
The default reaction will never change
So I catch a glimpse of my own reflection
From a shard of glass left on the floor

Its time to restart
Reassemble what's left of my body
Pick me up and walk away

Uproot the anchor
Walk right out the door

I'll change for the better
It can't get much worse
I'll swallow my own pride
And then accept defeat