Very soon now, something will crack.
Yeah, very soon now, something will crack...
Alcoholic...yeah.
Sipping from my bottle of wine.
Sinking into my day.
Television picking at a piece of my brain,
And the next door neighbor thinks that I'm insane.
I'm sinking into my day, yeah...
I'm sinking.
And in the end, just like a crowd,
I go up and then come down.
And it's a fine life that I lead,
Satisfaction guaranteed.
When I'm drunk, and when I drown,
I'd like to f*ck, but then come down.
Seeking wisdom I look for friendship,
(But I find none)
Sinking into my day.
I wonder if it's something like the way they treat me.
The motherf*ckers might as well come out and beat me.
I'm sinking into my day... Help.
This sickening skin, my only home.
It's not enough just to die alone.
And it's a symptom of my disease.
Stiff and restless, so hard to please.
But would you quit?
Would you come down,
If no one wanted you around?