Rain clouds live over my thoughts,
my stomach's ******* into knots
I try to numb the pain by drinking,
but I just can't take enough shots

My tears have traveled through a maze,
now streaming down my cheeks for days
I can't remember why I'm laughing,
but my voice has split two ways

There were chances taken back
that caused my past panic attack
And when the pills stopped helping me
I thought my mind was gonna crack

I guess it's true what others say,
"Our world is almost dead, today."
And when the earth no longer spins,
we'll rummage through the world's decay