Been thinking all day about the worst of our kind
What would it take for me to turn heel?
Do I have it in me to worry about nobody else?
I won’t be sunk
Been up overnight with a weirdness in me
Could this be the night I regress?
Do I have it in me to go back to square two-thousand-one?
Well I got sunk
As scared as I am of the dark, now I’m underground
I try to keep my head up, now I’m sunk