Mudvayne

I'm a fish out of water,
Kill me and choke on the bones
Nothing seems to matter anymore,
Gotta get back to the reason,
Gotta get back to the hole
Someone throw me an anchor,
Gotta drown this disease
No one seems to matter anymore
Gotta get back to the meaning,
Gotta get back to the score
Buy my soul, so you can sell me
I don't need this, I don't need you
Trust your lies, then you betray me
I don't want this, I don't want you
Up the creek with no paddle,
Through the oars of a board
No one seems to carry at all anymore
Gotta get back to the meaning,
Gonna break backs of the poor
Let me tell you a secret,
So you can tattle and leave