I start to crumble under self
Inflicted pressure
Maybe a little late to settle for the lesser

And so I move along, tired and reluctant
A sour state of mind until it's time to disband
The smiles are bitter and the love

It turned to disdain
If this was meant to happen could
Somebody explain

Just why my head is full of apathy
And distrust
And every single day is beginning to feel just


Like a choke slam, like a tombstone
Like an elbow from the top rope

Gave it one shot now I'm out cold
And so ready to go


Make it through the day by going
Through the motions
A couple drinks at night then go to

Sleep alone when
The bottles empty and the pills
Begin to kick in

8 hours brake until the same
Procedure begins
So I move along ignoring

Repercussions
I stay out of the way avoiding all discussion
Lay me down and welcome the

Familiar sound
Of the ringing bell, ready for the 3 count


Like a choke slam, like a tombstone
Like an elbow from the top rope
Gave it one shot now I'm out cold

And so ready to go
Like a leg drop, like a face wreck
Like a steel chair to the forehead

Gave it one shot now I'm half dead
And so ready to quit