SINKING

You said I was a good man But you don't know how good men think And I was once set apart But now I drink my own bitter cup And I'm sinking To the bottom Of my bedsheets And my problems Cannot be seen So I solve them By not breathing while I'm sleeping I was hung by the tongue at the gallows For words so foul I must be too So sell my parts on the dark web You'll get more for those than the whole body And I'm sinking To the bottom Of my bedsheets And my problems Cannot be seen So I solve them By not breathing while I'm sleeping And now I'll take what I can get Cuz misery should be well fed Do what it takes to clear my head I sold my soul to fill my bed And now I'll take what I can get Cuz misery should be well fed Do what it takes to clear my head I sold my soul to fill my bed And now I'll take what I can get Cuz misery should be well fed Do what it takes to clear my head I sold my soul to fill my bed