Muddy Water

I've been wading around in these dark and muddy waters

It's been twenty-one days, don't know if I'll make another

Got twenty-one reasons I should walk away

But I've got one that's good enough to make me think I'll stay

So I will

I've been struggling deep and it's making me sink quicker

So what if I run, you know I'll just keep getting sicker

I'll never get out if I don't leave today

But I'd be plagued by sin that'd follow me to the grave

To the grave, to the grave