Denial

I dig myself into a deep hole of depression

I close my eyes, I lay down

I’m at peace

There’s a tree that grows inside of me

And it plants a seed

I’m the bearer

I have the key

Swilling things around my mouth to make me feel better

The last drop, it always goes down neat

Swilling things around my mouth to make me feel better

The last drop

It always does me

Denial

Denial

Denial

Denial

Sometimes it takes me days to complete the simplest tasks

I sit there like a so and so

Waiting for my day to end

So I can go home

Pop the cork and the bodies hit the floor

Pop open one more

And the routine repeats

Reliving the same twenty four

Killing the same floor

Pushing the CD

Indefinitely

Reliving the same twenty four

Killing the same floor

Pushing the CD

Indefinitely

Swilling things around my mouth to make me feel better

The last drop, it always goes down neat

Swilling things around my mouth to make me feel better

The last drop

It always does me

Denial

Denial

Denial

Denial