Something about me stinks.
Something about me smells.
I don't want that to be, how you remember me.
Something about me stinks.
If I was not so strange.
If I can only change.
I wouldn't be so far, from standing where you are.
If I was not so strange.
Every way I look is south.
Every way I look is south.
If I could clear my vision now, I could hear you nice and loud
Every way I look is south
Something about me's weak.
If I could only tweak
Myself from the inside out, I could turn my life around
If I was not so weak.
It doesn't have to be the only way to common ground.
The absence was an option only waiting to be found
But the further that I float along, the sooner I could sink
And in the end it only matters if you feel that you could think of me the same.
Every way I look is south.
Every way I look is south.
If I could clear my vision now, I could hear you nice and loud
Every way I look is south
Something about me stinks.
Something about me smells.
I don't want that to be, how you remember me.
Something about me stinks.