Loose bits of tobacco litter my desk;
I don't think about why I'm not at my best.
A pleasurable pain that fills up my chest,
I won't think about why I'm not at my best.
Losing control of this ship in distress,
Stormy seas drowning this vessel under duress.
I'm fighting my mind for my life in this test,
I don't think about why I'm not at my best.