Make a bed on ocean's floor
Let minerals soak into pores
Self-destruct
Out of sight
Out of mind
Chewed up, spit out and left behind
Stuck in pull from the undertow
Without current there's no place to go
Lost resolve
Twisted thoughts
Broken bones
Every wave keeps repeating
Bottom feeder
Head full of water and I make a choice
If you're on land you'll never hear my voice
Predisposed to decompose too slow
Every day is repeating
I've got my ear to the devil's door
I've been listening for a while now
Take and take
More and more
Trembling nails dig deeper
I'm a bottom feeder where no light penetrates
Do not hesitate
It's time that I accept my fate
Hands clutching pills
A stomach to be filled
You should not come down here
Please do not come down here
You do not belong here