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Just one day of being sober
And all of that hype just seem to be over?
I can't wrap my head around how my hours can change
I need those pills so I can continue moving forward at any rate
I wanna escape, throw a rope through the window and land on any lane
Just not my fate, how a day can weaken my faith?
It's not as simple as going to bed
And I went, being so stubborn that nothing ever changed
Waste months of my life over some moths that have now no meaning
And I leaned, not a single night on the lean
But I came clean, and made some of the messy noises disappear
In disarray, some discord on my records of my day to day
Messed up mind, can I keep on going even when I have no energy left?
On the right, the righteous path of leaving hurtful memories behind
But you were wrong
I can change in a blink of an eye and so went on
I want you to see me, to wish you were in my arms still
Like nothing ever changed or you ever left from here
And in the cold, I threw away your throne
Now it's mine, bow and bestow how my highness keeps on climbing even higher
Cause in my chest is this intense fire, and the pain I go through only works as charcoal and a lighter.
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