The Drowning

Sometimes it hurts
It gets too much
The simplest tasks
Leaves you gasping for air, confess

It grinds you down
Heads in the dirt
Fingers bleeding
Want to escape from this, confess

Stockholm syndrome
False ideas of home
Damaged ego
This is the drowning

Work to the bone
Passive mindset
Calm passenger
Your pride dissolved aside, confess

Dissatisfied
Forgive no one
Wear that false smile
You'll only relax when you're dead

Stockholm syndrome
False ideas of home
Damaged ego
This is the drowning

Stockholm syndrome
False ideas of home
Damaged ego
This is the drowning



Credits
Writer(s): Nick Russell
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