Is that you get caught up
In the platonic undertow
It holds you down
And you're afraid to take a breath
But sooner or later
Everyone breathes
You wrapped your car around a tree today
What a simple mistake
What a dyer oversight
Now you're gone
But it doesn't matter
Because you were always caught up
In the platonic undertow
Seeing only your pathetic overflow
Of selfishness
And loneliness
And now you're gone