As the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone and it's too late to loose the weight you used to need to throw around

.So have a good drown, as you go down, alone, dragged down by the stone

I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused

Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used

Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise

?If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze