Drop you in and then quickly walk away No more will I think of you I dip my hands and wash away the guilt Never will I mourn for you I never wanted what you had Inside you left me in water I'm drifting into the sea to die you blame me, I can't swim I'm following 12 million fabricated people sitting on the fence like a punchline They're all sleeping in the same room I'm wide awake and fighting I'm sitting on the rooftops the alligators and the sharks are nipping at my heels They're all nipping at my heels More from Cream Abdul Babar