The alarm left a ringing in my head
It took an army just to get me out of bed
I struggled with the blankets and bad breath
It's not exhaustion but I wished that I was dead or somewhere else instead
I had a shot after I skipped breakfast
I heard somebody talk about the wines of New Zealand
It was hard enough to get up and dressed
I don't know how to stop or control my breathing
I think that means I should go to meetings
I don't have complaints
I'm just having a bad day
Everything was so great now I'm back at the start and I won't cave
Unless I'm feeling anxious, nervous, terrified, or provoked
It's like a punch line to a really horrible joke
Can I get a hold of myself or someone can tough talk me into an asylum?
Strap me down and beat out the demons and let me go when I feel like leaving?
I don't have complaints
I've made plenty of mistakes
Everything is so strange
I was fast asleep now I'm wide-awake
Now I'm wide-awake
I spent time in the gutter watch my eyelids flutter
I couldn't get it straight without a little taste
I know it's not right to piss away my life
I wouldn't be here now if I could slow down