Tread the Floods

Stress breaking my back, pulse is stuttering. Pressure mental attack, my thoughts cluttering. Beating this dead horse is exhausting. Heartbreaking to see, my hands shaking. I'm knee-deep in the dead, still wading. Still wading in this, this well called life. Nervousness halting all will, forcing apathy. Anxiety an aching chill, hammering down me. Beating this dead horse is exhausting. Heartbreaking to see, my hands shaking. I'm knee-deep in the dead, still wading. Still wading in this, this well called life. Tread the floods, so you can hope to seize, your own reality, before it escapes thee. Watch yourself, drown in disarray. It's time to break away, or we'll die today. Tread the floods, so you can hope to seize, your own reality, before it escapes thee. Watch yourself, drown in disarray. It's time to break away, or we'll die today. Stress breaking my back, pulse is stuttering. Pressure mental attack, my thoughts cluttering. Nervousness halting all will, forcing apathy. Anxiety an aching chill, hammering down me. Beating this dead horse is exhausting. Heartbreaking to see, my hands shaking. I'm knee-deep in the dead, still wading. Still wading in this, this well called life. Tread the floods, so you can hope to seize, your own reality, before it escapes thee. Watch yourself, drown in disarray. It's time to break away, or we'll die today. Tread the floods, so you can hope to seize, your own reality, before it escapes thee. Watch yourself, drown in disarray. It's time to break away, or we'll die today.