Woorden: Flotsam And Jetsam. My God. Keep Breathing.

I see the tracers it leaves in the sky
A racing stripe canopy for your eye
I see it dying fast right through the floor
An aftershock of filth and gore

We try our best to just keep control
Just to keep breathing
Is reaching a goal

I can see now how fast it really grows
I see God's face with a bloody nose
Unbelievable to you and me
Yet easier all the time to see

We try our best to not lose our minds
Just to keep breathing is wasting our time

We try our best to gain control
Just to keep living is taking it's toll

It doesn't take a scientist
To really comprehend the gist
That everyday we all decide
To slowly commit suicide
And there is no hotline to call
No saviour coming to get us all
I can't fathom how it happened so fast
How bad we were beaten
Floored and harassed