| I’ve always been open about it but man
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| If it just reaches one or two people, you know?
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| And they understand that it’s rough
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| We deal with it how we deal with it
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| I’m thinkin' 'bout all y’all that suffers with this bull shit
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| 'Cause I’m
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| I’m blackin' out again but I ain’t even drinkin'
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| I’m sailin' on the ocean and my ship it started sinkin'
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| The storm is comin' quickly and the rain it is a bringin'
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| I chose to ride this wave myself, it was what I was thinkin'
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| I’m a lost soul in a fish bowl
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| Lookin' at my past through the glass of this pain filled window
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| Picturin' my life, but man I got a foggy lens though
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| I lost so many feelin’s I don’t even feel the wind blow
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| I’m sick and tired, slip quick and lit the fire
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| Do not admire my head-sick, I’m uninspired
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| The way I’m wired leaves not much to be desired
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| And now they tell me I’m just cryin' to the choir
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| I speak my piece in peace then I repent
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| I’m one penny short so I can’t give my two cents
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| The world’s in my hands but it really makes no sense
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| Starin' in the mirror, man I wonder where it all went
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| The harder I try dog, the harder it gets
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| The further I slide y’all, the tougher I grit
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| It’s the father inside me that I’m tustlin' with
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| And the husband inside that I’ve been jugglin' with
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| Then them drunkardly lies that I’m strugglin' with
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| Now I’m hidin' my pride like I’m smugglin' it
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| Yeah, I wanted to die, man I wanted to quit
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| But there is no good-bye 'til I clean up my shit
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| I’m blackin' out again but I ain’t even drinkin'
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| I’m sailin' on the ocean and my ship it started sinkin'
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| The storm is comin' quickly and the rain it is a bringin'
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| I chose to ride this wave myself, it was what I was thinkin'
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| I’m a lost soul in a fish bowl
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| Lookin' at my past through the glass of this pain filled window
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| Picturin' my life, but man I got a foggy lens though
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| I lost so many feelin’s I don’t even feel the wind blow
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| I wake up every night from the same damn dream
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| I remember bein' members on the same damn team
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| I remember bein' younger when the world stood still
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| I remember last December when they gave me new pills
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| The doctor said it’s normal and the only way to heal
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| The masses think it’s funny but those asses never feel it
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| When the poundin' in your chest has barely even been addressed
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| Until they hit you with a label and they tell you you’re depressed
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| They throw a couple pills and they wish you all the best
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| The side effects mean nothin' bud but go on get your rest
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| From here on out with out a doubt there will be no regrets
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| Like an old ass shirt I had to get that off my chest
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| I’m blackin' out again but I ain’t even drinkin'
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| I’m sailin' on the ocean and my ship it started sinkin'
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| The storm is comin' quickly and the rain it is a bringin'
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| I chose to ride this wave myself, it was what I was thinkin'
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| I’m a lost soul in a fish bowl
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| Lookin' at my past through the glass of this pain filled window
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| Picturin' my life, but man I got a foggy lens though
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| I lost so many feelin’s I don’t even feel the wind blow
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| I’m blackin' out again but I ain’t even drinkin'
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| Lost soul in a fish bowl
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| Lookin' at my past through the glass of this pain filled window
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| Picturin' my life, but man I got a foggy lens though
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| I lost so many feelin’s I don’t even feel the wind blow |