VICES

I've been walkin on my own for some time now
I been feelin all alone my whole life yeah
Ive 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