What does it take To feel satisfied in finishing I haven't felt pleasure in four weeks There's a sandbag That keeps me still Except it's filled with caffeine pills and glycerol I think I might pass out I can't believe That anyone really wants to be near me Would rather keep on burning out Than lose incentive not to drown I never felt safe underwater But now I'm trying not to And I can't sleep without burning (I can't sleep) And I can't speak without trying And I wish I could see lying (I wish I) But I can't stop fucking lying Would rather keep on burning out Than lose incentive not to drown I never felt safe underwater But now I'm trying not to