the flood

Yea

Man, it's a flood of thoughts in my head, million questions, no answers

There's a million thoughts in my bed, I ain't got no room to think and I'm

Deep and deeper in anxiety, don't drown me, cause I'm

In the deep end weeping, I'm

In the deep end where the pools about to turn into oceans floors

That's where it's hard to turn in

The deep get low the deeper you go

I'm learning, I choose to leave em

I choose to breathe in out, in out

Discerning that life gets hard, especially when you fighting a tide that's screaming