Bad Day

Here's to every bad day
Cheers to every tear down my face
Waking up in the rain
Making love into rage
Thinkin' what the fuck's wrong with me
Why can't I ever get this shit straight?

Lately I'm alone and ashamed
When life tends to break me and hold me restrained
Take what's left give my soul to the saints
I try not to lose what I noticeably gain

When the drugs don't work all I have is the world
When then world don't listen all I have is myself
When I'm down on the ground all my guts spilling out
The past six years I couldn't handle myself

We don't have to be exactly the same
Matter of fact, I prefer if we're not
I know my problems
They all sound insane
I'm aware that you're scared
There's going to be a lot
I want to be a simple man
I want to be alone
I don't need to prove to anyone
I needed room to grow
Never pleading, begging anyone
I'll do this on my own
But I'm screaming in my bedroom
Why I never feel at home

Fuck

You said well then, kick rocks
I ain't going to wait
Wait around forever hoping
That you can escape
This drug habit, drug addict
Junkie with a cape
You can't save yourself
The who you going to save?
They were right, taking flight
Is sort of a joke now
Always driving drunk and addicted to coke
How that shit had me tight
But with or without you I'm changing my life yeah
I'll be alright

Here's to every bad day
Cheers to every tear down my face
Waking up in the rain
Making love into rage
Thinkin' what the fuck's wrong with me
Why can't I ever get this shit straight?

I don't want to know
And let me be honest girl
I'm never going to show
What you did to me
Fuck your sympathy
I've always been the villain
It's never been more clear to see

We thrive in this world full of zombies and ghosts
Survived all the blood-suckers choosing a host
Cry to the moon, better hide if you don't
'Cause these monsters I vibe with are dual diagnosed

I don't fall I crash and I burn
Road rash, grass stained, dragged through the dirt
I eat shit and I gladly return
To spit it at your feet yeah I'm back on the Earth

Maxed out on emotional baggage
Had about enough of these cold blooded maggots
Bad days sink on the good days I'm drowning
Head under water I got no more balance

Here's to every bad day
Cheers to every tear down my face
Waking up in the rain
Making love into rage
Thinkin' what the fuck's wrong with me
Why can't I ever get this shit straight?



Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Brown
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