A Sinking Strugle
© 1980 The Imports
Sinking in a pool of ...
Gasping for air
and I'm reaching out.
Struggling pulls you under.
It's not what's best for you.
Some die this way.
We eat through the mouth
And something with our hands.
Something is what.
People are there?
How will I see it?
Where are you?
Faces making happiness.
Muscles become toil.
It's something.
Sinking in a pool of ...
Gasping for air.
And I'm reaching out.
