I've got a heavy head tonight.
This time it isn't pride inside.
It's filling up with anxious thoughts,
the root of which has long been lost.
I feel like I gave up my grip.
I'm struggling to steer this ship.

There's a hole where water is leaking in,
but I've been keeping it a secret.
I'll flood this slow with my own sin.
As Captain, I'll go down with it.