If I told you
How often I picture my death
You would tell me
It's all in my head
There's a pistol in my backpack
And it's calling my name
Never pull the trigger
But it runs through my brain
There are too many days I pray
For the ocean to swallow me whole
To eliminate the view
Of a life that feels surreal
Too many days I pray
I'm a sinking boat
On a lake of long lost hope
I'll see you on the other side
I know it gets better
It'll have to get better
There are too many days I pray
For the ocean to swallow me whole
To eliminate the view
Of a life that feels surreal
Too many days I pray
For the ocean to swallow me whole
To eliminate the view
Of a life that feels surreal
I'm a sinking boat
On a lake of long lost hope
There's a pistol in my backpack
And it's calling my name
Never pull the trigger
But it runs through my brain
There are too many days I pray
For the ocean to swallow me whole
To eliminate the view
Of a life that feels surreal