My head is underwater, and I am starting to choke,
But you push me down further
Because you need to stay afloat.
Well, I’m drowning; can’t anyone help me?
NOPE.
It’s getting harder to breathe;
My vision is starting to become blurry.
All I want is some fresh air,
All you do is talk about how great it is up there.

Guess I will die this way,
Like the rest before me.
Die with the fishes, and another will take my place—
Chained just so you can keep your head afloat.
Just don’t forget that you would die too
If we didn’t keep you afloat.