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I always tend to mix whiskey and meds so I'm not depressed
I won't pretend to relieve my stress with meaningless sex
I recommend you stay ten feet back 'cause I'm a mess
I'll probably offend you from the things I've done so turn and run
Stuck in a cycle that I can't win, so let it spin
Risk is my idol, I worship bets and bad decisions
Sick is my title, the master of none
I'll be pulling myself out of this one
Dragging my feet through the distance
Drowning myself in my headspace
Crawling through hell in disdain
(But why) Is it all stacked against me
(Wait) Am I stuck in my own ways
(To Break) For all the mistakes I've made
It seems like all good things in my life fall apart
I'm overthinking, my mind is racing crazy eights
I'm overdrinking, on a bender losing track of days
I'm fucking sinking, but my head is in the clouds
I'm tired of linking with the same old clowns who drag me down
Burnt out and lazy, I'm clinging to the good 'ol daisies
Yeah, maybe I'm crazy, will they blame the system or who raised me
Rules barely phase me, with me they're bound to break
I'll be pulling myself out of this one
Dragging my feet through the distance
Drowning myself in my headspace
Crawling through hell in disdain
(But why) Is it all stacked against me
(Wait) Am I stuck in my own ways
(To Break) For all the mistakes I've made
It's clear that my life's falling apart
I won't pretend to relieve my stress with meaningless sex
I recommend you stay ten feet back 'cause I'm a mess
I'll probably offend you from the things I've done so turn and run
Stuck in a cycle that I can't win, so let it spin
Risk is my idol, I worship bets and bad decisions
Sick is my title, the master of none
I'll be pulling myself out of this one
Dragging my feet through the distance
Drowning myself in my headspace
Crawling through hell in disdain
(But why) Is it all stacked against me
(Wait) Am I stuck in my own ways
(To Break) For all the mistakes I've made
It seems like all good things in my life fall apart
I'm overthinking, my mind is racing crazy eights
I'm overdrinking, on a bender losing track of days
I'm fucking sinking, but my head is in the clouds
I'm tired of linking with the same old clowns who drag me down
Burnt out and lazy, I'm clinging to the good 'ol daisies
Yeah, maybe I'm crazy, will they blame the system or who raised me
Rules barely phase me, with me they're bound to break
I'll be pulling myself out of this one
Dragging my feet through the distance
Drowning myself in my headspace
Crawling through hell in disdain
(But why) Is it all stacked against me
(Wait) Am I stuck in my own ways
(To Break) For all the mistakes I've made
It's clear that my life's falling apart
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Writer(s): Alex Petitpas, Garrett Connolly, Nate "guy" Hardiman, Nick Petitpas
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