I am a flea, I'm an amoeba
I'm gonna need you to
Analyse me
I'm ill at ease, and maybe I'm grieving
The idea of how I thought it might be
I am a drop, a drop in the ocean
I'm gonna need ya to sanitise me
Floating around and if I ever drown then
I'll be the leaves in the bottom of your tea
Not gonna be, be the same, the same, again
River's will drain, seasons'll change, will
Change my friend
I'm outta range, and I'm running on empty
Drifting in and out of phase
Second guess every word that I say
But I'll fake it for another day
Not gonna be, be the same, the same, again
River's will drain, seasons'll change, will
Change my friend
I am a pea, I'm taking it slowly
Swimming around in ambivalence I'm
Trying to find the little piece of my mind
That escapes me again, it's the same every
Time
All of the rage that I have forgotten
Copy n paste til it's fading away
Maybe it's me, I am the problem
Save that for another day
I got a low, got a low, low signal
