Letras

Good morning, I hate myself again I got home at 8 a.m. on Sunday And I left on Friday night It keeps getting harder to pretend That I cannot see the end of these days 'Cause it all just ends the same And I know it's a bad idea Been this way too many years But sometimes I just can't help myself Guess I'm getting older I should probably get sober (I should probably get sober) The glory days are over I should probably get sober (I should probably get sober) I woke up and I'm still drunk It's 2 p.m., I'm still fucked up I do this every time I don't know why I'm so stupid Feels like I'm falling even deeper Every day getting closer to the reaper Boyfriends bumping all over the speakers Getting fucked up, we don't even need a reason And I know it's a bad idea Been this way too many years But sometimes I just can't help myself Guess I'm getting older I should probably get sober (I should probably get sober) The glory days are over I should probably get sober (I should probably get sober) I'm always pissed off, I'm always mad Pull up to the party, fuck a line, I need a bag Might've said, "I love you," but I don't remember that Always doing shit and wishing I could take it back I know nothing's gonna change No matter what I say I fuck up everything I guess I'll take the blame Guess I'm getting older I should probably get sober (I should probably get sober) The glory days are over I should probably get sober (I should probably get sober) Guess I'm getting older (guess I'm getting older) I should probably get sober (I should probably get sober) The glory days are over (guess I'm getting older) I should probably get sober (I should probably get sober)
Writer(s): John Villagran Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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