Its a sinking ship/ this thing that we call life The rotting core of time/ goes in a blink of an eye Its the broken dreams/depressing what youve become
Thrown in the mix choice not all yours Exploding thoughts you cant ignore Breathing heavy under attack About commitment got you thinking back 30ot6 running
When youre broken and bruised and got nothing to lose Youre sitting there silent busy still licking your wounds, ah, ah Drained and tired but still standing
The darker side of life, its an ugly sight Behind closed doors, is where corruption hides yeah, yeah The tops of toilets, the white, the parking garage
told, they really only crave attention Some kids showing up unprepared and dirty 'Cause their parents gotta punch in by seven thirty Shit, some other parents seven thirty
