I thought that I was funny, no one got the joke,
I thought that I was wise but they laughed each time I spoke,
I thought I was an angel but I didn’t have the wings,
Now I’m wondering if I’m anything.

I tell ya what I’m thinkin' -- if I just stay here on the floor
Maybe I’ll just keep on sinkin' till you can’t see me anymore.

Once, life was sweet, then it turned bad,
I battled with my demons, that just made 'em mad.
Now, I'm tired, and I'm scared
And I've got this itchin' everywhere.

I tell ya what I’m thinkin' -- if I just stay here on the floor
Maybe I’ll just keep on sinkin' till you can’t see me anymore.

I was trying to believe, trying to be good,
I was trying to do the things I knew I should,
I was praying to God day and night,
Lyin' in the darkness, looking for a light.

I tell ya what I’m thinkin' -- if I just stay here on the floor
Maybe I’ll just keep on sinkin' till you can’t see me anymore.

Sinking; or, The Grim Pill's Progress

Steven Hardy