Bottom of the Lake

At the bottom of the lake I found
Comfort in the lack of sound
I was only misguided
Promise I was misguided

From the corner of the room I yelled
Banging on my chest to feel
Something pumping in my chest
Knuckles dig into my chest

Sorry for the loss you felt
Sorry for the mess as well
Pity for the misguided
All of this was misguided

And I was all alone
A vagrant on my own
And I was all alone

And I was all alone
And I was all alone

In the corner of my mind I saw
Shadows on my bedroom wall
Figures of the misguided
Holding on the misguided

Better that I stay inside
Take my words and take my pride
Bitter me, the misguided
Better off, the misguided

And I was all alone
A vagrant on my own
And I was all alone

And I was all alone
And I was all alone

From the bottom of the lake I rise
Hanging on to your left side
Saving me, the misguided
Pushing forth the misguided

My lungs were nearly giving out
Who am I to feel let down?
A pity for the misguided
All of this was misguided



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