Cover me from the rain,
With the tarp you stole from the neighbor's garage,
I'm a sponge that's ****** up too much liquid,
Anymore and I just might gain some weight,
With the weight that rests on my shoulders I don't want anymore,
Cause my frail knees might crumble under me,
And I will lay face down on the ground,
Unable to make a sound and while you surround, I'll be breaking down.