Is This the End?

I find myself sitting underneath a filled up tub

Waiting for someone, waiting for some love

Feel the weight of the water rushing through my blood

Hit the rock at the bottom, yeah you could hear the thud

You could never believe though how strong I can be

As the world kept spinning through the water above me

My lungs quit working, but my gills kept growing

I guess there's no stopping, I'ma find a way to breathe

Sometimes the world becomes just too bright to be

But then I find that I don't need my own blue eyes to see

Like when there's a war, there's a fight

When there's a kid, there's a might

When there's a wrong, there's a right

And when there's a bark, there's a bite

It's like a model, a system of certain uncertainty

You think you'd know what you know

Then what you know is not meant to be

Like am I here, or am I there? is it life, or is it fair?

Do we die or are we spared? Are we torn, or do we tear?

Do we leave to a place

Where there's gold and where there's grace?

Is it past all the skies? Is it past all the space?

Does it look all the same? Is it a copy, then a paste?

When we know what we face, is it a walk or a race?

I catch myself staring right into my head

Wanting all the answers, I'll break before I'll bend

I'll give it one more try, a last question that I'll send

Is this the start of living, or is this the end?

I feel the salt in my wounds but it doesn't break me down

Looks like this world has become an enormous lost and found

I'll never give up my right, I deserve to dictate how I sound

Cause this is my freedom, my town, my kingdom, my crown

So at the bottom of the tub, still laying down like in my bed

The water like a casket, still covering up my head

I figure out the answer to the thoughts my mind has said

You don't have to find out that you're dying

To realize that you're not dead