"like a puddle at the bottom of a well" lyrics

I will try
To keep my head up
To hope for better days
To stop digging my grave

I will try
To keep my head up
To hope for better days
To stop digging my grave

I will try
To keep my head up
To hope for better days
To stop digging my grave

I don't fit in
I'm a mess again
The predicate to my bitter end
Like a puddle at the bottom of a well
There is really not much time until
Until I evaporate, I'll evaporate