Damn Near Normal

Real job, good wife, two kids
Don't know what exit I missed
And this road I'm on is kinda dark, I know
Fake job, no wife, no kids
Can't believe I'm livin' like this
I'm always alone with no way home

And here we go again, spiralin'

And I'm all turned up like the Rio Grande
Drink ten times the weight of a sober man
Ain't startin' my day until 2 a.m.
And I hate it, so I'm takin'
A little melatonin and a bag of weed
Plus a fistful of Xans just to fall asleep
Yeah, it's kind of different than it's supposed to be
But that's damn near normal to me

High highs, rock bottom blows
Been six feet deeper than most
I crawl out again and start spiralin'
(Start spiralin')
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

And I'm all turned up like the Rio Grande
Drink ten times the weight of a sober man
Ain't startin' my day until 2 a.m.
And I hate it, so I'm takin'
A little melatonin and a bag of weed
Plus a fistful of Xans just to fall asleep
Yeah, it's kind of different than it's supposed to be
But that's damn near normal to me (whoa, whoa, whoa)
That's damn near normal to me (whoa, whoa, whoa)

A little clarity
A little sanity
Would be good for me
Could be what I need
Doin' the best I can
So I don't understand

Why I'm all turned up like the Rio Grande
Drink ten times the weight of a sober man
Ain't startin' my day until 2 a.m.
And I hate it, so I'm takin'
A little melatonin and a bag of weed
Plus a fistful of Xans just to fall asleep
Yeah, it's kind of different than it's supposed to be
But that's damn near normal to me
That's damn near normal to me

That's damn near normal to me (whoa, whoa, whoa)
That's damn near normal to me (whoa, whoa, whoa)
That's damn near normal to me



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Nelson Harris, Gabe Simon, Koe Wetzel, Amy Rose Allen, Carol Karpinen
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