You keep saying
That it’s sorted
And everything’s
Under control
Yet all I can see
Is anxiety
As you fall deeper
Down the hole
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
You keep saying
That it’s sorted
And everything’s
Under control
Yet all I can see
Is anxiety
As you fall deeper
Down the hole
Throw down
your cashPlace
your betWe’ll soon
find outWho deserves
what they get