"Drowning" lyrics
Drowning
He was thirteen, moving on to high school
Didn't know a soul, only cause he didn't try to
His first day he was nervous at the thought of it
Tried to tell his mom but she never would acknowledge him
And so the only one he really could trust
Was his pride and his dignity, his word and his gut
Dressed in all black he would walk into the classroom
Based off first impressions they would label him a bad dude
He never knew that he needed to find himself still
He never knew that these people could try to help still
And so he'd go about his day without a sentence
Wouldn't say a word yet his name was always mentioned
In the smoke pit most kids were fearious
Knew he had a problem and they knew that it was serious
Showed up to the games but he sat out all the periods
Seated at his table he was able to put fear in 'em
Nobody knew who he was, but they did know
He was sort of strange so they'd call him a schizo
Talk a bunch of shit and then they'd label him weird
Cause they couldn't stand their own fucking face in the mirror
Nobody knew who he was, but they did know
He was sort of strange so they'd call him a schizo
Talk a bunch of shit and then they'd label him weird
Cause they couldn't stand their own fucking face in the mirror
Class ended, he was headed back home
On that same old bike he would pedal that road
Felt like he was wanted when he never had hopes
Little did he know what the Devil had chose, cause
He came home and that door was wide open
His mom sprawled out on the floor, her pipe broken
Reaching for the phone as his grief hit the surface
To him this was proof he was weird for a purpose
Despite pain he dialled those three digits
Standing in the rain, he waited for ten minutes
But never shed a tear it's making him gain interest;
Is it a state of shock? If not he must have did this
They made him wait in the lobby down at the hospital
And he could tell that they thought that he was responsible
His mom's pills got spilled, he grabbed a pocketful
Instead of trying to run he did the last thing possible
Nobody knew who he was, but they did know
He was sort of strange so they'd call him a schizo
Talk a bunch of shit and then they'd label him weird
Cause they couldn't stand their own fucking face in the mirror
Nobody knew who he was, but they did know
He was sort of strange so they'd call him a schizo
Talk a bunch of shit and then they'd label him weird
Cause they couldn't stand their own fucking face in the mirror
It wasn't logical but still he felt the need to do it
He was strange and it bothered him all the people knew it
He took his own life, he never had to tell them why
The sacrifice that he thought would make him a better guy
He was thirteen, moving on to high school
Didn't know a soul, only cause he didn't try to
His first day he was nervous at the thought of it
Tried to tell his mom but she never would acknowledge him
And so the only one he really could trust
Was his pride and his dignity, his word and his gut
Dressed in all black he would walk into the classroom
Based off first impressions they would label him a bad dude
He never knew that he needed to find himself still
He never knew that these people could try to help still
And so he'd go about his day without a sentence
Wouldn't say a word yet his name was always mentioned
In the smoke pit most kids were fearious
Knew he had a problem and they knew that it was serious
Showed up to the games but he sat out all the periods
Seated at his table he was able to put fear in 'em
Nobody knew who he was, but they did know
He was sort of strange so they'd call him a schizo
Talk a bunch of shit and then they'd label him weird
Cause they couldn't stand their own fucking face in the mirror
Nobody knew who he was, but they did know
He was sort of strange so they'd call him a schizo
Talk a bunch of shit and then they'd label him weird
Cause they couldn't stand their own fucking face in the mirror
Class ended, he was headed back home
On that same old bike he would pedal that road
Felt like he was wanted when he never had hopes
Little did he know what the Devil had chose, cause
He came home and that door was wide open
His mom sprawled out on the floor, her pipe broken
Reaching for the phone as his grief hit the surface
To him this was proof he was weird for a purpose
Despite pain he dialled those three digits
Standing in the rain, he waited for ten minutes
But never shed a tear it's making him gain interest;
Is it a state of shock? If not he must have did this
They made him wait in the lobby down at the hospital
And he could tell that they thought that he was responsible
His mom's pills got spilled, he grabbed a pocketful
Instead of trying to run he did the last thing possible
Nobody knew who he was, but they did know
He was sort of strange so they'd call him a schizo
Talk a bunch of shit and then they'd label him weird
Cause they couldn't stand their own fucking face in the mirror
Nobody knew who he was, but they did know
He was sort of strange so they'd call him a schizo
Talk a bunch of shit and then they'd label him weird
Cause they couldn't stand their own fucking face in the mirror
It wasn't logical but still he felt the need to do it
He was strange and it bothered him all the people knew it
He took his own life, he never had to tell them why
The sacrifice that he thought would make him a better guy
