Testo The Basement

Whenever the water soaks up all of your affection
You can only find love in sections
I'll ignore myself because I don't need the attention
watch the water over your head

When you find yourself alone with no possession
When you've lost your sense of direction
sit and think, it's time for all the recollection watch the water over your head

My head is slipping under
My head is sore
It's too late

When you feel you've thrown away that old perfection
Down in the basement, that's where you'll hold up your head