Those seven months I spent rolling around on the floornJust like a crippled bird I had my back through the doornStill I turned my nose up at the water and breadnDespite my greater love I was pretected and fednnBut I am here, I am here in the center of myselfnAnd do you still think about me?nYes I am here, waging battle with this version of myselfnI right my wrongs and think how things used to be, yes I donnSome kind of violent spring I have to cover my eyesnWater chokes the lense spitting up on the skynRain down in paragraph formnToo late and I don't know whynI put my legacy firstnOh what a reason to diennAll the hours past, the body pressed to the wallnHear you breath in, breath out sometimes nothing at allnCan you still hear me nownOh there's no labor too smallnLabor run through you, it's just response to a callnnBut I am here, I am here in the center of myselfnAnd do you still think about me?nYes I am here waging battle with this version of myselfnI right my wrongs and think how things used to be, yes I donnA celebration coming upnI see the rising of dawnnOh, the sun in the scratch of the mirror it starts to blind menComing up fast when did it start to go wrong?nI keep a picture of you on the mantle to remind menof a time when life used to be so easy, so easy, and so smallnnI want to dance something caustic and realnOh these days we trade the earth for the things that we feeln-------nHealing hands never choosing to healnAll this timenThe laws smashed I know you like breaking lawsnSomething you felt, something you've seennWe are embodied inbetweennBut when you're lost in your right (?)nWhen you are selfish and meannYou are the ugliest person that I have ever seennAnd I hate you, I hate you, yes I really donnBut I am here, I am here in the center of myselfnAnd do you still think about me?nYes I am here, waging battle with this version of myselfnI right my wrongs and think how things used to bennI am here, I am here in the center of myselfnAnd do you still think about me?nYes I am here waging battle with this version of myselfnI bite my tongue and think how things used to benso easy