The sun is setting one the edge of my mind,
These feelings snuffed in there prime, buried up to my neck with the weight of the water, ship wrecked, I'm im barely floatin.

These thoughts in my head, gunshots in my bed, these rhymes won't quit, no matter how much I spit, this depression of emotions like a bad dream of dying in the ocean, from all this confusion of emotion, hit me I'm wide open!

*slap*

Wake me up from this bad dream, I'm dying, find me on...