Quicksand

I'm just sitting here in the midst of this spiritual struggle

And I can't figure out why I'm always in trouble

First I lost my girl, then my job, and now my car

And now everything I worked for, it feels like it's gone

Spiritually right now I feel like I'm just dead

But I did it on my own

I put that gun to my head

I'm the one who pulled that trigger

And it's like with every step my problems just get bigger

Like I'm standing in quicksand

And the more I try to pull

The more and more I feel like a fool

The deeper and deeper that I start to sink

And the more and more my wounds start to sting