Monkey Wrench

There's a real thin line between What's real and what's fantasy Crawling slowly Towards a breaking point for me Falling faster down a hole Bottom I can't see momentum gaining As I'm picking up speed There's a force that's forcing me down There's a drive that's driving me away There's a catch that catches me off guard There's a point that I just don't get The water's so clean I can see bottom Through the hole in the boat Pitch and bail Till the end of our sunshine Everything that I am dragged through The muck and the grime Don't count on me Cause it's my fuk'n time I don't wanna be the monkey wrench That carries all the pain Making this all feel so real It almost carries it's own weight