Pretty Low کے بول

Forever cloaked in stress Wrapped tightly around my chest Constricting every breath I might take Inch closer to the edge Move closer to the end A little closer to the day I might break I didn't know how far I could go But baby, I'm feeling pretty low Can't stop now Can't lose control Sinking like a brick Thrown into the sea Into the depths where no one else can find me And if a day comes Where I miss the the light It's only I that can turn the tide I didn't know how far I could go But baby, I'm feeling pretty low Can't stop now Can't lose control I'm at a crossroad Where you choose You either fight, or you lose Refuse to let my life be reduced to rubble When the shit keeps piling up, get a shovel.