Testo Driftwood

What a sad, sad picture to paint
Of a dirty, dirty little soul
We are so blind here
Let's watch us all fall apart

Find it hard to believe in it
believe in it, believe in
what you give to me
Never thought I would find you here
find you here, find you (?)

Tie a rope to either side
either side and let's see how our limbs hold up

Eventually we will sink or swim
sink or swim, sink into the great abyss