Broken branches in two under my shoes
Everything's tied to gravity, I walk along to a Sunday dawn
So can you tell them I'm broke never on top, everyday reality shouts
I'm about to let it down
I'm not dead (x6), I'm just doing wrong
I'm not dead (x6), I'm just doing wrong
I'm strongly upset down on my knees
Left in here, caught in the undertow pleas
Turn me off or wake me up
Nothing left in this box, memories lost
Pieces of what I try to keep
They leak out of my head and get me down
I'm not dead (x6), I'm just doing wrong
I'm not dead (x6), I'm just doing wrong
Until I sleep, I'll forever walk...