Pick myself up and i go home
Stumbling along the yellow line road
Its 5am, sun is creeping in
Took a wrong turn and ended up
Going out for one until i got stuck
I'm riding on the wrong side again
Rinse repeat history
I drank three shots of misery
I'm flying on high again
It's almost like I live for the thrill of it
Like a rollercoaster ride that i'm not strapped in
No fighting all my vices
A last cigarette out in the rain
I promise myself i won't do it again
And i'm trying, but all my vices
Get the best of me
Get the best of me
Hate it but i know that i'll be back
Cause it's not the first time and it's not the last
I'm deep in, in the deep end
Always holding on when i'm coming down
If i'm already gone can i be found
Is this what i'm meant to be my own worst enemy
So let me sit here and drink my misery
It's almost like I live for the thrill of it
Like a rollercoaster ride that i'm not strapped in
No fighting all my vices
A last cigarette out in the rain
I promise myself I won't do it again
And i'm trying, but all my vices
Get the best of me
Get the best of me
Its 5:03 am sun is creeping in
It's almost like i live for the thrill of it
Should be saying no here we go again
Lost my shoes fuck
It's almost like I live for the thrill of it
Like a rollercoaster ride that i'm not strapped in
No fighting all my vices
A last cigarette out in the rain
I promise myself i won't do it again
And i'm trying, but all my vices
Get the best of me
Get the best of me
