[Lyric] Gales of Worry (String Machine)

Hands on the helm of aging
I've had friends jump ship
In the gale of worry
Oh, I feel so sick

Yeah, I take another one down
I can't pick myself up now
So I take another one down
And I pour myself out

But you don't wanna feel
Sorry for me anymore
And I won't wanna heal
Until I get out of this trap
And back on track

Lost in the night
Stapled to the black

With my mind on the brink of shaking
I always bask in it
When I hesitate for changes
You don't know how to count me in