Suds

I don't need it
I don't need it
I definately don't need it
I don't need it
I don't need it
I don't need it
I don't need it

I need it!
Numb from day to day
Sleep through days to weeks
Carry on in apathy
In search of fleeting peaks
The peaks lead to lows
They leave cracks, they leave holes
I am living so slowly, so surely
Stripped to the bone
Hollow
Sick skin
Grow thin
Grow cold