driving home

it's grey and rainy outside and I'm feeling melancholy today and Hot Water Music is in my head "driving home"

I know the sink and the rot got feeling
"is this happening to me"
and i know what it's like to want to end it all
driving home between the lines in the road
I swear that I've been through this
before when nothing makes much sense except for
doing yourself in razor blades are hard to hold
when we're hit in the heart with problems that

won't shift it's hard to admit that we're afraid
when we're hit in the head with unanswered questions
that repeat "how could i ever live after
this day"
we can take the hits and grow tougher
collect ourselves to live longer
and find there is no need to be afraid
because we all have more to offer when we struggle to cope with whatever it
takes to make the says we all have what it takes
to make it home