What was a choice is now a chore
I don't deny that anymore
I woke up face first on the floor
With my mouth dried up
and my body's sore
The odds are against me
The thought of death feels like a reality
Withdrawn from my confidence
So much for being optimistic
I left myself in the bottom of my mug
It's a poison flowing through my veins
And I cant find a remedy
A quick fix, a shot in my coffee
Just enough to keep me knocking on your door
They tell me it deceives morality
But they seem misconstrued
Cause we're all addicted to something
That takes away the pain from you
Drunken thoughts speak a sober truth
and I'm four sheets to the wind
This is a problem
Because of you
We already talked, I already fought
and you already know the truth
This is a problem
Because of you
Do I have a problem?
Or maybe I don’t give a fuck
In alcohols defense
I've done some pretty dumb things sober
My liver tells me one thing
But my heart another
Both a fight I'll never win
Add them to my list of sins
Both a fight I'll never win
Add them to my list of sins
Cause there'll be others like you
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