Led into familiar traps
Misguided by the same lack of self control at the bottom of the bottle
Drawn down familiar paths
Derided from the high road, led all alone into a dark ambivalent hole
Sink or swim, this is happening
The undertow passes no judgment
Ended begin with no cognition
This dark unknown an environment
Bled like the escaping wind
From a deflated lung collapsed beneath dissolving self-belief
Fled from these familiar traps
Only to end up back at square one, opting out for self defeat
Sink or swim, this is happening
The undertow passes no judgment
Ended begin with no cognition
This dark unknown an environment
Sink or swim, this is happening
The undertow passes no judgment
Ended begin with no cognition
This dark unknown an environment