I've dug so deep into the mines of my soul
That I can't find an escape.
There was once a magic and wonder,
But now
I can't get out of this cave.

I no longer want to mine
Looking for answers made of gold.

I just want it to stop caving in.
Stop feeling so alone.

Tink, Tink, Tink.
Here I go again.
Is it worth continuing down
To the Earth's core?

I'm going to burn or suffocate
Possessed to look for more.

Tink, Tink, Tink.
It's so hot and it burns here in my chest
But here I am again.

Fracking every little piece until the substance
is found.

The most valuable minerals of my soul.