The kitchen sink

To tell the truth, I always do this to myself

Paying time off, waiting

for the scapegoat artist to tell me

the same old thing

Running out of ink

Bleeding while you cry

The kitchen sink

wash and dry

There's something cool about the way

you refrain like sounding out your attention

Now I've got to borrow a habit

bought a pack and squared away

Finally, need to pray

Often you've got my attention

Are you the one I planned for next?

Every crime went unpunished

Maybe it's you who will bite your neck?

a temporary stay,

Getting away with the time you depend on

Are you so sure you can remind yourself?

Sounding out the words you depend on

deciding if its worth your life.

Finding time to think

Running out of time

The kitchen sink

the baby's crying