https://files.catbox.moe/titllb.mp3
Stitch and hem, I shut the door and lock the book again
Vintage froth, the bottle's dry and staring back on murky bends
Life well worth its weight in fashion, a smoking candle flame
Next to the clever pools of wax adorning history lane

Don't look down
I can feel the floor giving out
Time to think
Time will drown the kitchen sink

Uninspired, another way to set my work to fire
Smile, tired, that tower of ash just always seems to pile higher
But just think of all those good deeds, the mare who followed Rules
No question whose, so who would know: well, did I really lose?

Don't look down
I've just got to stand my own ground
All these gifts
How could anypony with them miss?
Time to think
Time will drown the kitchen sink

Read the signs, a blank design
You rocked and rolled, now here's the decline
Had your time, you flew so high
Riding on the smoke in your mind

Don't look down
I can feel the floor giving out
Nothing new
Practiced line: you must follow through.
Open shut
Stars are out, you do what you must
Time to think
Time will drown the kitchen sink