Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors
A typewriter cackles out a stream of memories
Dryin' out a conscience, evictin' a nightmare
Openin' the doors for the dreams to come homeWe live out lives in private shells
Ignore our senses and fool ourselves
To thinkin' that out there there's someone else cares
Someone to answer all our prayers, all our prayersAre we too far gone, are we so irresponsible?
Have we lost our balls or do we just not care?
We're terminal cases that keep takin' medicine?
Pretendin' the end isn't quite that nearWe make futile gestures, act to the cameras
With our made up faces and PR smiles
And when the angel comes down, down to deliver us
We'll find out after all, we're only men of strawBut everything is still the same
Passin' the time and passin' the blame
We carry on in the same old way
We'll find out we left it too late one day
To say, what we meant to sayJust when you thought it was safe to go back to the water
Those problems seem to arise the ones you never really thought of
The feeling you get is similar to somethin' like drownin', hey
Out of your mind, you're out of your depth
You should have taken soundingsClutchin' at straws
We're clutchin' at straws
We're clutchin' at strawsAnd if you ever come across us, don't give us your sympathy
You can buy us a drink and just shake our hands
And you'll recognize by the reflection in our eyes
That deep down inside, we're all one and the sameWe're clutchin' at straws
We're still drownin'
Clutchin' at straws
We're still drownin', yeahClutchin' at straws, we're clutchin' at straws
Still drownin', clutchin' at straws
I'm still drownin'
We're clutchin' at strawsI'm still drownin'
We're clutchin' at straws
Still drownin'
We're clutchin' at strawsStill drownin'
We're clutchin' at straws
Still drownin'
We're clutchin' at strawsI'm still drownin', drownin'
Clutchin' at straws
Still drownin'
Clutchin' at strawsStill drownin'
Clutchin' at straws
Still drownin'
Clutchin' at straws
Still drownin'
Still, still, still drownin'