Price I Pay
(D.Wesley)
 
I’m buried alive, can’t reach the ladder
Tangled inside, mad as a hatter
No direction, face the uncertain
Paid my debts, still a slave to the servant
 
Can’t you see I’m drowning,
lay me down with a bouquet
The price I pay
 
Up to my ears, can’t scratch the surface
Sinking in fear losing my purpose
Pale complexion, cold, and I’m breathless
On borrowed time, living on credit
 
Can’t you see I’m drowning,
lay me down with a bouquet
The price I pay
 
Over my head, I’m a dead ringer
Calling for help, bells on my fingers
Six feet under, scraping the bottom
Left to die, not gone but forgotten
 
Can’t you see I’m drowning,
Lay me down with a bouquet
The price I pay