Struggle though I might
No matter how hard I kick
No matter how hard I fight
The surface is out of reach
And air tight
And the temperature’s starting to rise
Struggle though I do
I’m still going down deep
Deep down in the blue
Becoming a piece of
Meat in this stew
Swimming in the deep hot water
And it boils my blood
When I think about those
Who escaped this flood
Breathing the air
And stuck in the mud
Watching me come to a boil
It irks me
Jerks my chain to be
Stuck in this sea
Just who is this soup
That I’m in gonna feed
Swimming in the deep hot water
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