Poor Traits of the Artist

Every single ugly day What am I trying to say? A good line here The idea's there And it's scribbled on some bill that I can't pay Catch 22 since I was twenty two Never ever ever ever knowing what to do I doubt myself I beat myself down And I'm closer to death when I wake up the next day I never need anyone when I have you I never need anyone It's easy to blame work, love and weather It's easy to act like you've got it together But behind my door, and on my floor Is a man who can't stand what he stands for What am I even doing? Is luck a pursuit worth pursuing? The cream will rise Up to your eyes Then bury you there shortly after I never need anyone when I have you I never need anyone when I have you I never need anyone I never need anyone when I have you I never need anyone when I have you No, I never need anyone when I have you No, I never need anyone