Drown in the Now

Drowning, drowning, drowning. Searching for it all. Can't win, can't lose, can't tell the difference between what you feel and what your meant to feel. Don't want to feel. Watch it go back and forth, always the same. Same outcome, just with a different face and a different sound. Different reason, why not? What for? Because it can and because it was done. Fucking stop.