T1
And at the end of the day I never meant to let this get in the way
But now that everything is less than ok
I made a mess of this and yes it doesn’t represent my best on display
But what do you expect me to say?
Just press play and I’ll recite the lines that you’ve already memorized
And the overwhelming sense of pressure gets intensified
But you’re desensitized and I am best described
As an expert at leaving stress levels kept inside
Until it all comes out later in a song
And this becomes my way of saying maybe I was wrong
And maybe I’ve been banking on the waving of a wand
Maybe it doesn’t mean as much when you’ve been waiting for this long
And maybe I’m just digging a deeper new ditch
Putting my foot in my mouth to see if the shoe fits
Maybe the truth is this is just the best I can be
Nothing is perfect but especially me...
I’m sorry. For everything.

Mikal kHill:
I missed a lot of things, now it’s always on my mind
600 miles away while my kids saw snow for the first time
I was setting an example pursuing a better life
Just as many miles away for my latest nine to five
The truth is the water is always there, filling up my lungs
A sad song with a refrain that I always feel like i already sung
A bitter jagged pill I’ve taken by choice,
washed down to amplify a broken voice
A drink me potion that only made me more small
A monologue delivered through a shattered glass jaw
sincere bump all ya’ll from the most hostile in the game
Against a backdrop of friction and outright shame
a game, played with a malfunctioning controller
That in the wrong hands could blow up and kill the holder
Now i’m getting older, dug a grave for myself
A catalogue of lives i never lived on a shelf.

Chorus:
Why don’t you
Watch me drown?
Sing along as you watch me
Sink down?
I want to watch you drown.
I want to watch you drown.