Desperate Times, Desperate Measures
Underoath

Desperate Times, Desperate Measures

I've been crawling around in the dark for a while
Spread out across the floor
Not collecting dust anymore
Define me a parasite, define my host
Trapped beneath the floor I slowly waste away

Now I pull my frail body into the chair
And look me in the face
I'm disappointed, so disappointed

This may be my last one
It's gonna be good and hard
It might be a touch out of key
A touch out of key

When this thing breaks
I will be you, you will be me
I'll pray that this is really happening
When this thing breaks
I will be you, you will be me
Let's hope this is short lived and riddled with dizzy

Oh God, the noise!
This ringing in my ear
It's so unclear, so unclear

I hear them talking, but can't make out the words
Speak up, speak clear
I hear them talking, but can't make out the words
Speak up, speak clear

God, where have I been?
I'm a terrible company, with zero apologies
My God, where have I been?
Where have I been?

When I sink to the bottom
I'll sing out as it fills with water
I hope I've done enough

When this thing breaks
I will be you, you will be me
Let's hope this is short lived and riddled with dizzy
When this thing breaks
I will be you, you will be me
We'll pray that this is really happening

I'm worn out, I'm worn thin
I will never break through
I'm worn out, (Where have I been?)
I'm worn thin, (Where have I been?)
I will never break through. (Where have I been?)

Let me out, let me out, let me out