I could drown out there in the circus,
out there in the square
I could drown anywhere where it's dry
and I could cry and drown in my tears
or let the years flood through me and
drown in my misery.

Fears
I have drowned in those, held my nose and sunk,
drunk and drunk and drowned in the beer that
flows,
In good will still I drowned,
six feet under the ground,
I will drown in the soil.

Why spoil a run of any luck?
I will drown and
who gives a ****?