The Big Gloom

Sleeping in and out of an ice bath No warmth, no life without It's too much My arms, my legs are wood Unconscious trees With roots deep in the ground We will all be out, soon An ocean ringed with tile I know that's not your style But it certainly will be mine If I can't get this right So please Please Please release me Can you hear my faintest breath, is it amplified? The number that I've become will put you inside I've got a message that I must relay No, I can't delay it one more day (it's not going well) It is desperate, can you relate Can you please, please relate? (I'm not holding up) I am trapped I'm stuck here on this bathroom floor And I don't have much more hope or pride No air, no food (but I'm sure that I'm still alive..) Just open up your eyes, you dead ones (all ashes on the floor) I will never need you more Just open up your eyes You dead ones