It’s a slippery slope that I’m slidin' down and still
I can’t seem to move it or shake the way that I feel
The blood from my face is seeping through my skin
As deep and as dark as the state in which I find myself in

Tired and stressed out
Teaming with these doubts

There’s a door to the left and another to the right
There’s a voice in my head that tells me I just need to close my eyes
There’s a knock on the door and a rock in my pillow
There’s a feeling of home that I find in this willow

Wired and spaced out
Teaming with these doubts
Gasping but somehow I know that
I’ll make it out of this whole

A gypsy told me the quicksand would eat me alive
The man with the book and the pen assured me that it was all contrived
As I struggle I sink and my bones become powder
The sage and the scholar grow louder and louder (and louder)

Wasted and strung out
Teaming with these doubts
Grounded, I’m weak now
I need help or I’ll drown
The air’s gone from this house
Alone with myself now
Gasping but somehow I know that
I’ll make it out of this whole
Feel the pulse and slow your breathing
Drink the air and trust the feeling
You’ll be fine
You’ll be fine
Close your eyes and breathe in deeply
Feel the ground that’s firm beneath thee
You’ll be fine
You’ll be fine