Sinkhole

It's done, it's done, it's done, it's done

It's gone, it's dead, it's over and out

I cannot live in doubt

I don't know why I tried

So hard to impress you this time

Where you going son?

Are you having fun?

I don't know

I don't know

I don't want to talk about it

I don't know

I don't know

I'm going catatonic

Was it in my

Best interest this time?

Look I don't, doubt

Look ma no hands now

Would you ever try

Your luck this time around?

Fuck it, you've got an angle from the ground

You come around, come around, come on down

You fuck around, fuck around, fuck around, find out

When the bottom of the floor gives out

This time around

Swallows us whole with this goddamn house

No one can save us now

Swallow us old testament style all the way down

No I'm not who I used to be

No the pasts never dead

No it just rears its head

and it comes for me at night before I sleep

when I remember all the things that I thought I'd be

and now all my mistakes are just looking back at me

You don't

You don't

You don't

Understand

It all

It all

It all

Plays right into his hand

Specifics we won't get into

Nor delve into the milieu

Keep your distance

But try and stay true

Where you going son?

Are you having fun?

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know why I bother

I just go I just go

Until I'm catatonic