So you say, 
so you say it right. 
So you say, 
so you say it right. 
Waiting Below the sun, 
getting brighter.(?) 
Downstairs I dwell. 
So you say, 
so you say it right. 
So you say, 
So you say. 
Ceiling slowly squeezing me tighter, 
I'll lay down, but [bad word] 
Hoping now, that this can get brighter, 
and that time [bad word]  
So you say, 
so you say it right. 
So you say, 
So you say. 
the river is damned, 
I can't recorrect my path. 
Through this [bad word] venture, 
it isn't flowing yet. 
Caught in his stare, 
electricity travels, through my wires where, 
they're reaching for it's core, electricity. 
Feeling sorry for yourself again