Floaters In Mud

Stuck in the ground

Shopping for the support, nothing can be found

The mind floats around

Crashing back and forth, never really stopping



Turn around and try to face yourself

You may think it looks like someone else



Look from the outside, they don't heal

I'm passing through, shaking hands

Eyeless, shit-faced, they're not real

Mud in the brain, all insane



Turn around and try to face yourself

You may think it looks like someone else



Raw display of pain

No shelter, refugee



Floaters in mud

Turn around and face yourself...