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