Drowned in the wishing well

Well, the only reason I’m sober is because I aint got the money to spend a couple of thousand on pills to make me feel no pain so here I am tryin’ to hold my brains together and holdin’ my breath as I sink down under the water, looks like being the daughter of a Rebel Yell sure don’t mean a fucking thing know it’s handcuffed hands as I watch my ship burn and sink.

My distributor pulled all my music for failure to pay, and my t-shirt shop has bitten the dust now all I have left is a PayPal donation link on one of those free website builders this is the side of being a musician many listeners never hear, Mom and Dad I hope you’re happy because it looks like ya’ll were right I aint worth a damn and my only regret is that I aint alone on this sinking ship and to my fam I am sorry, looks like being the daughter of a Rebel Yell sure don’t mean a fucking thing now it’s handcuffed hands as I watch my ship burn and sink.

Sweet dreams and colored screams have turned into nightmares all seams have failed and I’m spilling all over the floor I’ve fallen apart and I don’t think my heart is beating so let me sleep forever because it looks like being the daughter of a Rebel Yell sure don’t mean a fucking thing now it’s handcuffed hands as I watch my ship burn and sink.

One more line before I say goodbye look up my name, Wicced Sarah. Donate some money so I am the only one to drown, I don’t mind going down with the ship because I lived the life I wanted, and nobody should pay my dues except for me so please go follow this link https://wiccedsarahchurch.wixsite.com/wiccedsarahchurch

because being the daughter of a Rebel Yell sure doesn’t mean a fucking thing now it’s handcuffed hands as I watch my ship burn and sink. By Sarah Schultheiss