Bones absolutley aching without a sense of languishing Overgrown, undertrimmed and underkept faces Beneath us You, you don't know You don't know what you've done If you choose to wilt away persuade yourself another day Could I of have seen that wall Understand it please, what a symptom of disease Slowly, scum, sinking Overgrown, swamped and stagnant I'm going to try and find some way to cease