Parking Lot

The drink in my hand starts to shake

As the hope in my mind starts to break

Are the gods not happy with the progress I've made?

Hasn't illness taken all it can take?

Taking all my plans and throwing in a wrench

Is it my mental health or the Marianas Trench?

How can I win if my team only plays defense

And all the best players are stuck on the bench

Do a face mask or a warm bath or do a shot

Or just lay in bed until your body rots

Get my vitamin D but the pavements hot

And the soles of my shoes melt on the parking lot

Melatonin's now taken at eight

Cause I can't stand my thoughts when I'm awake

There is no cause, still my body aches

And the home I built meets an earthquake

Taking all my plans and throwing in a wrench

Is it my mental health or the Marianas Trench?

How can I win if my team only plays defense

And all the best players are stuck on the bench

Do a face mask or a warm bath or do a shot

Or just lay in bed until your body rots

Get my vitamin D but the pavements hot

And the soles of my shoes melt on the parking lot

Can somebody show me

A coping strategy

That takes me from reality

But doesn't kill my body

Cause I've stunted my growth

I've filled my lungs with smoke

And yeah it puts on a good show

But I've lost my glow

Do a face mask or a warm bath or do a shot

Or just lay in bed until your body rots

Get my vitamin D but the pavements hot

And the soles of my shoes melt on the parking lot

Do a face mask or a warm bath or do a shot

Or just lay in bed until your body rots

Get my vitamin D but the pavements hot

And the soles of my shoes melt on the parking lot