Mikael Damian Reed - Dangling lyrics

I'm dangling from the edge of a cliff, with each second my fingers slip. My stitched up mouth feels like cotton and my tired eyes look below me, it's a long drop, but I remain here, clutching the edge with my pruned fingers and dirty nails. I'm exhausted, but sleep does not occur, I've too much to do. I remain dangling on the edge of this cliffside, my hair is a greasy mess, but my well-being does not concern me, so I remain dangling, dangling, dangling.