Stagnant

Bring it down[?] I can't sit by and tolerate There's something on my mind And I've got to get it straight Why couldn't we have tried a little harder? To bend the limits, instead we hide Why couldn't we have gone a little farther Instead of watching courage into self pity subside? Do we have to repeat it again and again? Was it all just wasted breath? I don't see the point in showing long healed scars Even this means beloved scapegoats certain death Stagnant Seen and heard before In our imperfect jigsaw of lamentation We're the single piece that will never fit If we will never stop regurgitating Unnecessary autopsies Of long solved problems bit by bit Stagnant Seen and heard before I respect anybody Who takes one step up, not opposite wise (opposite wise) Who won't stick to whining Or seeking sympathy in worn out alibis