Nurikabe

I'd like to fall into the wind
And be where it lays me down again
With this blood in my sweat
With this sweat in my hands
You know I can't tell you where I've been

Oh my troubles are like leaves in the Fall
And most of them are my own fault
Some days it feels like I'm being worked to death
Some days I hardly work at all

Looking into a glass for help
I found I cannot help myself
To the hopes and ambitions
That I had working in the kitchen
Now I'm living on a dying dream

Watching water that's pouring in the sink
I'm always thirsty for another drink
But if I get one all I'll think of is where to find the nеxt one
How much is enough? It's always more for mе

I wish I could pick a theme
Something common and unique
Something modern and classic
Maybe some kinda mask is exactly what I need

Forgive me, oh forgive me please
Cause I don't know why I speak
Oh I guess all I meant was--
No, I'll shut up
Cause I've had too much again it seems