Down, down, down, hol' down
Down, down, down, hol'
I'm in a creative rut
Hold me down I don't feel so tough
Get me out, life's not inspiring
Running out of words to sing
Never felt smart enough
So I doubt, no lubrication
I'm in drought, I need a vacation
In the crowd, I feel like a desert mouse
Take me to your noosehouse
Tie it around my neck (Tie it around my neck)
And don't you dare go loose, I want to feel dead (Dead)
Take me to your truth house, tie me to your bed (Tie me to your bed)
And don't you dare go soft, I want to feel dead
(Hey eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh)
'Cause I am not my self
Demons I have not dealt
Scale of one to ten I'm a twelve
'Cause I am not my self
Demons I have not dealt
Scale of one to ten I'm a twelve
I'm a mess is that a crime
Feeling loose and now I cry
Kneeling down to the demons that reside in me
Im a mess is that a crime
Feeling loose and now I cry
Kneeling down to the demons that reside in me
(To the demons that reside in me)
Take me to your noosehouse
Tie it around my neck (Tie it around my neck)
And don't you dare go loose, I want to feel dead (I want to feel)
Take me to your truth house, tie me to your bed
And don't you dare go soft, I want to feel dead