In the Dark

I called it off again I saw it come a week before I wanted this to end I'm always on my knees and all All I see is dread I'll cave with some pressure My minds been wearing thin I think I'm lacking some structure I'll see it all again My feet are tender and I'm losing skin You've got me on a tightrope Don't hang me If anything is possible I'll rot and die alone here in the dark Without much At least I will be smiling Don't wait For me I'm never on time But we'll be alright We'll be just fine Deep discontent I try to make amends But I can't Hit the bowl with thе king again Hit the bowl with the king again You asked if I don't Givе a shit about anyone You asked and I don't I don't I don't