"Stop Swimming" as written by Richard Barbieri, Steven John Wilson, Colin Edwin Balch and Chris Maitland....
This song leaks out onto the pavement
It could be a joke, it could be a statement
The more that I fake it and pretend I don't care
The more you can read in to what isn't there
Maybe it's time to stop swimming
Maybe it's time to find out where I'm at
What I should do and where I should be
But no-one will give me a map
I'll leave now this can't continue
But I forget which door I came through
And I know what the lift can be painfully slow
So I'm happy to leave by the window
It could be a joke, it could be a statement
The more that I fake it and pretend I don't care
The more you can read in to what isn't there
Maybe it's time to stop swimming
Maybe it's time to find out where I'm at
What I should do and where I should be
But no-one will give me a map
I'll leave now this can't continue
But I forget which door I came through
And I know what the lift can be painfully slow
So I'm happy to leave by the window
Lyrics submitted by Ministry, edited by JucaOPastor
"Stop Swimming" as written by Colin Edwin Balch Christopher James Maitland
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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Probably one of the best and eerie metaphors I've heard.
where exactly is the scream? i seem to have missed it