Bed
You know I've never been one who would ask for help
Even though I might be obviously not myself
I got a stint from Reno down to San Jose
I'll make a notch so I can keep wearing the same old belt
But I don't need your help
Just need to drink some
I'll go and raise some hell
Then pass out by myself
And I take these chances so maybe
I can look me in the mirror and not see the enemy
But I don't need a mirror to reflect a face
Cause everyday I'm telling everybody that I'm okay
I hope I'll be someday
Till then I'll drink one
I'll hit the interstate
Lose track of all my days
When I look outside
I see a world I've left behind I know
I'm blind and I'm hopeless
This bed ain't mine
Just another chance to rest my eyes before
My time comes to close them
You know I'm not the type of guy to pity myself
Give me a bottle and a brother I got stories to tell
But all these people can't just let me be
Oh god, why can't I drink away this misery
But don't you pity me
I made my own bed
I'm not your charity
I'd better off be dead
When I look outside
I see a world I've left behind I know
I'm blind and I'm hopeless
This bed ain't mine
Just another chance to rest my eyes before
My time comes to close them
Maybe I need some help
Don't care for this bed
Not sure what else could help
A bullet in my head
Then I look outside
I see the friends I'll leave behind I know
My dying ain't quite worth it
This bed is just fine
I'll make it up in no short time I know
Those bridges aren't quite burned yet
Even though I might be obviously not myself
I got a stint from Reno down to San Jose
I'll make a notch so I can keep wearing the same old belt
But I don't need your help
Just need to drink some
I'll go and raise some hell
Then pass out by myself
And I take these chances so maybe
I can look me in the mirror and not see the enemy
But I don't need a mirror to reflect a face
Cause everyday I'm telling everybody that I'm okay
I hope I'll be someday
Till then I'll drink one
I'll hit the interstate
Lose track of all my days
When I look outside
I see a world I've left behind I know
I'm blind and I'm hopeless
This bed ain't mine
Just another chance to rest my eyes before
My time comes to close them
You know I'm not the type of guy to pity myself
Give me a bottle and a brother I got stories to tell
But all these people can't just let me be
Oh god, why can't I drink away this misery
But don't you pity me
I made my own bed
I'm not your charity
I'd better off be dead
When I look outside
I see a world I've left behind I know
I'm blind and I'm hopeless
This bed ain't mine
Just another chance to rest my eyes before
My time comes to close them
Maybe I need some help
Don't care for this bed
Not sure what else could help
A bullet in my head
Then I look outside
I see the friends I'll leave behind I know
My dying ain't quite worth it
This bed is just fine
I'll make it up in no short time I know
Those bridges aren't quite burned yet
Credits
Writer(s): Dakota Davidson
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