And there's someone always laughing over me   A taste of my inferiority   It mocks me and weakens me   Emphasises what is wrong with me   And now that I am not content to be   A weak impression of what used to be   I wake up in terror   To see that I am so incredibly low   We are all sinners alone      You take life better than me   My wheelchair sinks into the sand   Like blooms fractured and torn      Everyone's a sinner baby that's for sure   No conduit messiah god-like   With halo aesthetically   Appease my all consuming vanity   And now that I am not content to be   A weak impression of what used to be   I wake up in terror   To see that I am so incredibly low   We are all sinners alone      Spirit serene   It's my spirit so serene      You take life better than me   My wheelchair rolls into the sea   Tender blooms fractured and torn   We're all sinners alone