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I'll admit it, I relapsed after I quit it I found some whiskey that I hid in the kitchen I tried to throw it out, but I was obviously trippin' Twisted the cap off the bottle, I poured a glass and I sipped it I lit a cigarette and blew out the smoke Took a couple Ativans, I shoulda threw out the dope Last time that I got wasted, didn't do it alone With the homies back in Canada, I puked in the snow They always said I'd be a screw-up 'til I proved 'em wrong Chased my dream for years until I blew up, knew that I was strong Guess I got too cocky and I screwed up, bruises on my arms I'll beat myself to death, man, I'm the same old stupid Tom I tell myself that it was one time only But the craving claws at me every time I'm lonely Parents shouldn't bury their children, I keep going But this road ends somewhere, I just hope that they know me We all got some things that we're goin' through Stop livin' in the day it all broke you We all got some things that we're goin' through If demons chase the brave, then they chose you You don't know my life or anything that I'm about I was left for dead, counted out, so I'm out Standin' in the streets, tears runnin' down my cheeks I'm starvin', need to eat, but I'm chasin' down this dream Used to sleep in the traphouse tryna take the rap route Stay up all night hearin' beats 'til I passed out Never thought makin' it would bring this much pain This is how I feel, please listen to what I'm sayin' I really take Xans, I don't do it for fashion Helps with my panic attacks, overreactin' Hopefully one day, I'll be cool like André Until then, I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson I really take Klonopin, I gotta be honest I take a lot of it, noddin' in an out on the ottoman I really been to the bottom and I go And make myself at home like I'm wanted there, man, I'm out of it We all got some things that we're goin' through Stop livin' in the day it all broke you We all got some things that we're goin' through If demons chase the brave, then they chose you I'm on a ship in a bottle I'm tryna weather this storm I should be headin' for shelter But I'm afraid of the shore I'm on a ship in a bottle I'm tryna ride with the waves I heard my demons will follow I've been goin' through things We all got some things that we're goin' through Stop livin' in the day it all broke you We all got some things that we're goin' through If demons chase the brave, then they chose you
Writer(s): Thomas Macdonald, Adam Calhoun Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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