I think so much, and I think that’s why
My eyes, see my demise
Because to think like this, leads to drink, and this
Is to suffer, it’s no surprise
Cos when you think the thoughts that are deep
Is to climb a hill that is steep.
When you think like I, others ask
Why not think less, to lessen your stress?
But think about that question, it’s a problem that I delve in
It all comes down to this:
People say, it’s mind over matter
But the thoughts are not taught, it’s an internal chatter
It’s a paradox, my brain ticks like a clock
One day it will break and be shattered
That’s why I think, cos I know I’m on the brink
Like the clock that falls, one that is tall
Has further to fall cos of drink
Thinking about thinking, which then leads to drinking
I think too much, so I drink too much
This is why I’m sinking