VICES

I've been walkin on my own for some time now I been feelin all alone my whole life yeah I've been stumbling through my days Like I'm stuck in a drunk haze But the truth is that I'm sober Fighting through the aches and pains Depression got a vice grip on my neck now I'm tappin out call it ref don't make me beg yeah I don't know how much more my heart can take I've already got too much food left up on my plate My life is like a fourth down, I'm inches from the goal My legs are stuck in quick sand and I'm sinking slow I'm losing grip on life, I'm losing all control It's hard to breathe like I'm constricted by a boa I'm reaching out but no one can see me At the top of my lungs I'm screaming Pitch black all around, death is teasing Every turn I get stung then they leave me Depression and anxiety I don't want it Fear and doubt consuming me Yeah it's haunting Take the pain from me I'll do anything I'll do anything cause I've been walkin on my own for some time now I been feelin all alone my whole life yeah I've been stumbling through my days Like I'm stuck in a drunk haze But the truth is that I'm sober Fighting through the aches and pains Depression got a vice grip on my neck now I'm tappin out call it ref don't make me beg yeah I don't know how much more my heart can take I've already got too much food left up on my plate My life's a circus and I'm stuck up on the tight rope Suspended in the air don't let me fall or choke I'm trapped in a box but the locks broke I'm a clown to those who know me they've all lost hope I'm reaching out but no one can see me At the top of my lungs I'm screaming Pitch black all around, death is teasing Every turn I get stung then they leave me Depression and anxiety I don't want it Fear and doubt consuming me Yeah it's haunting Take the pain from me I'll do anything I'll do anything cause I've been walkin on my own for some time now I been feelin all alone my whole life yeah I've been stumbling through my days Like I'm stuck in a drunk haze But the truth is that I'm sober Fighting through the aches and pains Depression got a vice grip on my neck now I'm tappin out call it ref don't make me beg yeah I don't know how much more my heart can take I've already got too much food left up on my plate