SINKING FEELING

(Very Rough Draft)

Been trying to dull my past
And I think I've been drinking
Every time is the last
And I feel like I'm sinking
I passed out before I took the stage
And I dreamed I was singing
I can't recall all the songs we sang
But we had a good laugh
Nothing really matters until you say goodbye
When I meet the devil, I'm gonna look him in the eyes.
I'm gonna listen to his lies!

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This whiskey's kicking my ass
I just can't shake that sinking feeling
Gonna drown in a bottle of my own woes
Whoa!

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Been here before. I see my path
It got me to thinking
It just leads in. It don't lead back.
And I feel like I'm sinking
I'm living like a calendar that's on the last page
No room left to procrastinate
I'll breathe in, close my eyes
It can't be too late
This analogy is wasted on the blind
It's just like if we... oh fuck it. nevermind.
I'm taking up your time.

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Damnedest thing you've ever seen
I hitched my wagon to a submarine
I hitched my wagon to a submarine
And sank below
God damn it: just let go.
fucking idiot