Drawn to the Deep End

You can feel every pulse of your blood
Reminding you the days slip on by, as they should
But nothing has been done
You rarely see the sun

A house barely clean never could
Bring yourself to rise
For a life, fantasise
Of diving in the deep end, the water offers changes

I can feel every twisted, dead bone
But I have seen the city
It's young, their hopes
The town boys roaring by
Sometime I wanna die

Long to live
Tell me why should I leave
The comfort of my room, with it's dirt inches deep?
So why do people bother?
I HAVE NOTHING TO OFFER

Everyone has a place, I know mine
In bed where I was born, where I'll live, where I'll die
The longing is long gone
I'm boredom's latest son

Oh do you cry for a life ever spring?
Winter is a fading, and dim memory
Go take what you have not
And leave me here to rot

I can feel every twisted, dead bone
I have seen the city
It's young, their hopes
The town boys roaring by
Sometimes I wanna die