A Little Bit of Joy

Self doubt and cheap cocaine

Blurry nights and road dog days

Ain’t quite what I thought growing up would be

Keep my mattress on the floor

It’s not used what it’s meant for

I stare at the ceiling more than I ever sleep

Everybody thinks you’re always good always 10 feet tall

only feel it bout a quarter of the time, wake up and then it’s gone

It’s two parts lonely 1 part sad and a bunch of getting by

But there’s a little bit of joy sprinkled in sometimes keeping me alive

Two kids that I miss real bad

Chasing dreams don’t make good dads

And don’t forget about that promise to the lord

I keep saying 3 more years

And I can get us out of here

I’ll make it better than it ever was before