It's in the way you're moving
Why is it so unclear?
It's in the way you move and we speak in tongues

Maybe it's true what they say?
That life is never life again
Piece by piece we try to remain

All I could eat was decay
Now I'm struggling with such great expectations
I keep going through the motions

Scratching my insides and you're all showing teeth
You'll never be content
Perforations, closing eyes

We're breathing underwater
Line by line, it's not too late
We're biding time