The Deeper Down

Come have a think, and drop the mink
Wash off the stink, complacent fink
Goodbye to bliss around the bend
No nod and wink, we're on the brink
You'll have to drink your melted rink
You think it's pissing in the wind

The deeper down, the darker part
The heart holds out for hell

Memories freezing
Morning can wait
Up off your knees then
Nobody said to pretend

That might be the best, an empty nest
All laid to rest, put to the test
Your mama sends you to your room
Each one passes, die we must
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
We're all returning to her womb

The deeper down, the darker part
The heart holds out for hell

You better head home
Your mama's calling
What will you do now?
What will it be?

You better head home
Your mama's calling
What will you do now?
What will it be?

You better head home
Your mama's calling
What will you do now?
What will it be?

You better head home
Your mama's calling
What will you do now?
What will it be?
What will it be?
What will it be?



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Hall, Peter Yanowitz, Matthew Katz-bohen
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