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