I'm not where I thought I'd be I move so slowly Feels like swimming in the sand Punching with rubber hands Rubber hands How is everyone so happy With smiles stronger than gravity How do people write their stories How do they not mess it up I've been a stray monster Roaming the streets for a home But when someone opens their door I break through a window that's closed and How come our death keeps fighting Against new life I should be finding How do lovers find each other How do they not mess it up How do lovers find each other How do I not mess it up