After depression is when you let it go, watch your life flow from your body to the ground to where you'll never be found, and you'll never make a sound, when ya livin' low. Thing is, ya don't get to say goodbye when you're gone and your soul starts to fly free from its encasement, out from the basement of torture and hell, from where it fell to greater places free from the faces of darker spaces, from the time you were livin' low. Whenever you turn around, there's someone who can't be found, only if you were one of them, not making a sound, being burned to the ground in that car you saw on the news, only when you're there do you understand the pain, there's nothing you can gain because you're in the wrong lane on the road of life, and where you gonna be in 20 years, maybe have a wife or someone that cares, but thats not gonna happen when you're livin' low. And what happens when you go back to the way things were before? it feels like you're not alive anymore, they take everything, they take your life away, you don't know if you can take another day, there's nothing left for you to say cause you're livin' low.Livin' low is torture, livin low isn't what you live for, you wanna live for better things in life, instead of ending up holding a knife to your neck wishing that you hadn't lived so low.
