Parking Lot

The drink in my hand starts to shake As the hope in my mind starts to break Are the gods not happy with the progress I've made? Hasn't illness taken all it can take? Taking all my plans and throwing in a wrench Is it my mental health or the Marianas Trench? How can I win if my team only plays defense And all the best players are stuck on the bench Do a face mask or a warm bath or do a shot Or just lay in bed until your body rots Get my vitamin D but the pavements hot And the soles of my shoes melt on the parking lot Melatonin's now taken at eight Cause I can't stand my thoughts when I'm awake There is no cause, still my body aches And the home I built meets an earthquake Taking all my plans and throwing in a wrench Is it my mental health or the Marianas Trench? How can I win if my team only plays defense And all the best players are stuck on the bench Do a face mask or a warm bath or do a shot Or just lay in bed until your body rots Get my vitamin D but the pavements hot And the soles of my shoes melt on the parking lot Can somebody show me A coping strategy That takes me from reality But doesn't kill my body Cause I've stunted my growth I've filled my lungs with smoke And yeah it puts on a good show But I've lost my glow Do a face mask or a warm bath or do a shot Or just lay in bed until your body rots Get my vitamin D but the pavements hot And the soles of my shoes melt on the parking lot Do a face mask or a warm bath or do a shot Or just lay in bed until your body rots Get my vitamin D but the pavements hot And the soles of my shoes melt on the parking lot