Something about me stinks. Something about me smells. I don't want that to be, how you remember me. Something about me stinks. If I was not so strange. If I can only change. I wouldn't be so far, from standing where you are. If I was not so strange. Every way I look is south. Every way I look is south. If I could clear my vision now, I could hear you nice and loud Every way I look is south Something about me's weak. If I could only tweak Myself from the inside out, I could turn my life around If I was not so weak. It doesn't have to be the only way to common ground. The absence was an option only waiting to be found But the further that I float along, the sooner I could sink And in the end it only matters if you feel that you could think of me the same. Every way I look is south. Every way I look is south. If I could clear my vision now, I could hear you nice and loud Every way I look is south Something about me stinks. Something about me smells. I don't want that to be, how you remember me. Something about me stinks.