This pit, it isn't bottomless, but it's a long way down
Someone's always falling, someone's always crawling out
And even if we ever made it to the top, the light's too bright
We'll just dive down again
I've been drowning in my vices and I'm never gonna learn
The poetry lied and I can't decide which road I've got to burn
But I know one of them is going straight to hell
How can I help you when I can't help myself?
Am I wrong?
Am I right?
Am I fighting for a future?
Am I fighting for my right to feel?
You've been sinking into quicksand and you can't make any sense
The things we obsess over aren't as simple as things
We obsessed over when suburban streets were ridden all the way to hell
How can you help me when you can't help yourself?
Madison: a tiny refuge
Tired, huddled masses, overworked and feeling restless
I might just leave it all
'Cause I've been feeling reckless and if I lose it all it's alright