Muddy Oceans

I got a lot on my chest

I got my life in a mess

I broke the promises, agreements thats supposed to be kept

I keep myself awake, whenever they got stories to tell

Cause for a fact, I know that sleep is the cousin of death

Isn't much to be said, you know already the gist

Bottled up all these emotions, by clenching my fist

Wanna punch through the wall, to put myself back at ease

Wanna get lost in the sauce, til I cant stand on my feet

Sometimes, it doesnt hurt to get your body wasted