Feed me food, and colors too,
I don't know just what to do,
My colors cried,
They ran and died,
It's too wet here.
New friends and old friends,
Give me new things to draw with,
And I will scream and feel okay
And I don't know if these are my bad times,
And I don't think that these are my bad times,
And I hope that you are at your best times,
I don't hope that I'm in mine
Thank you, thank you
I will depend on my friends and they will depend on me too
(Right? Right.)
In the deep end I will depend it will deepen,
We'll all get through
(Right? Right!)
I will depend on them I will depend on them
I will depend on my friends and they will depend on me
In the deep end I will depend it will deepen
We'll all be screwed