The only things surrounding you now
Are the circular memories
Infect your conscience
They are the make up of your worries
Regrets and doubts

Elective betrayal of your person 
Radiates confidence
Shine with silence
And shadow the ones below

This drought is leaving me
With cracked soil and brown leaves 
Floating on a dry lake bed 
With a dry mouth and foggy head 
Waiting for the snow
When the [bad word] I will overflow
I will overflow
When the [bad word] I will overflow

There's one more thing
I forgot to tell you 
Worries and doubts 
Will only help you
In the [bad word] You'll shadow the ones below

This drought is leaving me
With cracked soil and brown leaves 
Floating on a dry lake bed 
With a dry mouth and foggy head 
Waiting for the snow
When the [bad word] I will overflow
I will overflow
When the [bad word] I will overflow