In The Depths by This Side Up Lyrics
Myster-E:
I'm in the depths right now and i'm searching
For a more attractive position to be perched in
I'm a stress merchant and lest we forget the cests serpents
Are determine
To send insurgents to my brain and then purge the D.O.S.E
I'm comatosed numb to those feelings that explode
When something appealing is under your nose
I'm coming close to the unknown coasting on a full blown
Depression shouldn't go on a session
This accelerates impressions burning permanently
Into my subconscious nonsense enters
And scrambles all my sensors, tramples all perceptions
Become inept at interacting slowly taking a backseat
Fade into the background, made to feel like a clown
About to crack up
Who wants to get the fucking smackdown
I react now, no proactive tact found
Yeah whats that sound
Its that fella the other half of me telling me
That i haven't the elements for tackling anything
I'm lacking
Battling demons is reeking havoc
I mo ceann
I can't ignore it nor can i get freedom from it
Dramas drawn into my noggin like a rocket fuelled toboggan
Dropping altitude to sudden like a lead balloon it doesn't
Go down well
Shaool:
Hearing the craic has smashed and grabbed the air out from my lungs
I'm holding phone to ear to steer my senses back
I hadn't a clue
Glued on eejit look, struggling making sense of yourself being in the depths approaching stepping near your end surrendering
My minds hopping, trying to take stock
Once the shock stops running monopoly
Thoughts topple on me, filling up with worry
I've a steep curve for learning cause
The burdens you've been served seems the worst hurting
Hard understanding for the healthy person so
Take to google for the does and don'ts
Clicking feeling foolish, incognito moving through the forums
I'm support, that's out of sorts, i'm normally wobbling
I'd be rocking back and fourth, rocking off course
Never been a source of help, bless not even to myself
But i'll gather up my health i'm no shell i know well
I'll be fucked if you get swallowed up
No won't let that go happen, I'm woke now we'll manage
Let your strength pick up you'll lift up we'll do damage
This mans in it for the montage or slow slog
No problems getting stuck in for the ugly struggle
No puzzle
Under no illusion, we just need to keep it moving
We keep it moving
We keep it moving
I'm in the depths right now and i'm searching
For a more attractive position to be perched in
I'm a stress merchant and lest we forget the cests serpents
Are determine
To send insurgents to my brain and then purge the D.O.S.E
I'm comatosed numb to those feelings that explode
When something appealing is under your nose
I'm coming close to the unknown coasting on a full blown
Depression shouldn't go on a session
This accelerates impressions burning permanently
Into my subconscious nonsense enters
And scrambles all my sensors, tramples all perceptions
Become inept at interacting slowly taking a backseat
Fade into the background, made to feel like a clown
About to crack up
Who wants to get the fucking smackdown
I react now, no proactive tact found
Yeah whats that sound
Its that fella the other half of me telling me
That i haven't the elements for tackling anything
I'm lacking
Battling demons is reeking havoc
I mo ceann
I can't ignore it nor can i get freedom from it
Dramas drawn into my noggin like a rocket fuelled toboggan
Dropping altitude to sudden like a lead balloon it doesn't
Go down well
Shaool:
Hearing the craic has smashed and grabbed the air out from my lungs
I'm holding phone to ear to steer my senses back
I hadn't a clue
Glued on eejit look, struggling making sense of yourself being in the depths approaching stepping near your end surrendering
My minds hopping, trying to take stock
Once the shock stops running monopoly
Thoughts topple on me, filling up with worry
I've a steep curve for learning cause
The burdens you've been served seems the worst hurting
Hard understanding for the healthy person so
Take to google for the does and don'ts
Clicking feeling foolish, incognito moving through the forums
I'm support, that's out of sorts, i'm normally wobbling
I'd be rocking back and fourth, rocking off course
Never been a source of help, bless not even to myself
But i'll gather up my health i'm no shell i know well
I'll be fucked if you get swallowed up
No won't let that go happen, I'm woke now we'll manage
Let your strength pick up you'll lift up we'll do damage
This mans in it for the montage or slow slog
No problems getting stuck in for the ugly struggle
No puzzle
Under no illusion, we just need to keep it moving
We keep it moving
We keep it moving