Once upon a time, I was a total piece of shit. (No shit)
Impetuous and petulant. A budding narcissist. (Yep)
As I grew life set me firmly on my ass. (It hurt)
I had no idea if the pain would ever pass. (It hasn't)
Rehab after rehab, I saw my future wither.
Slowly I became a lowly hermit, oh so bitter,
Until I chose to take myself seriously.
Set aside my pride in therapy.
Winning redemption
Is anybody worthy of it?
My comprehension
Put in the work you will deserve it.
I only see that for other people not for me.
My recovery I can't believe.
Blamed myself for what others had done. Imagine that. (Wow)
Spread that hurt. Could not cope. Got over attached. (Tragic)
Convinced myself the grief was all that I deserved. (It wasn't)
Session after session, freed the grief I had preserved. (Slowly)
My self-hate began to break up and dissolve,
But my self-love still will not resolve.
No, my self-love still will not resolve.
Winning redemption
Is anybody worthy of it?
My comprehension
Put in the work you will deserve it.
I only see that for other people not for me.
My recovery I can't believe.
Now I live in fear that the trauma I passed on
Will one day track me down with a vengeance.
That it will break me down, all my progress will be gone,
And I will relapse thrown in social prison.
I'll get canceled with a tweet.
A run-on sentence my defeat. (For real??)
A chronically-online pick-and-chooser:
My judge, jury, and executioner.
Winning redemption
Is anybody worthy of it?
My comprehension
Put in the work you will deserve it.
I only see that for other people not for me.
My recovery I can't believe.
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Once upon a time, I was a total piece of shit. (No shit)
Impetuous and petulant. A budding narcissist. (Yep)
As I grew life set me firmly on my ass. (It hurt)
I had no idea if the pain would ever pass. (It hasn't)
Rehab after rehab, I saw my future wither.
Slowly I became a lowly hermit, oh so bitter,
Until I chose to take myself seriously.
Set aside my pride in therapy.
Winning redemption
Is anybody worthy of it?
My comprehension
Put in the work you will deserve it.
I only see that for other people not for me.
My recovery I can't believe.
Blamed myself for what others had done. Imagine that. (Wow)
Spread that hurt. Could not cope. Got over attached. (Tragic)
Convinced myself the grief was all that I deserved. (It wasn't)
Session after session, freed the grief I had preserved. (Slowly)
My self-hate began to break up and dissolve,
But my self-love still will not resolve.
No, my self-love still will not resolve.
Winning redemption
Is anybody worthy of it?
My comprehension
Put in the work you will deserve it.
I only see that for other people not for me.
My recovery I can't believe.
Now I live in fear that the trauma I passed on
Will one day track me down with a vengeance.
That it will break me down, all my progress will be gone,
And I will relapse thrown in social prison.
I'll get canceled with a tweet.
A run-on sentence my defeat. (For real??)
A chronically-online pick-and-chooser:
My judge, jury, and executioner.
Winning redemption
Is anybody worthy of it?
My comprehension
Put in the work you will deserve it.
I only see that for other people not for me.
My recovery I can't believe.
Impetuous and petulant. A budding narcissist. (Yep)
As I grew life set me firmly on my ass. (It hurt)
I had no idea if the pain would ever pass. (It hasn't)
Rehab after rehab, I saw my future wither.
Slowly I became a lowly hermit, oh so bitter,
Until I chose to take myself seriously.
Set aside my pride in therapy.
Winning redemption
Is anybody worthy of it?
My comprehension
Put in the work you will deserve it.
I only see that for other people not for me.
My recovery I can't believe.
Blamed myself for what others had done. Imagine that. (Wow)
Spread that hurt. Could not cope. Got over attached. (Tragic)
Convinced myself the grief was all that I deserved. (It wasn't)
Session after session, freed the grief I had preserved. (Slowly)
My self-hate began to break up and dissolve,
But my self-love still will not resolve.
No, my self-love still will not resolve.
Winning redemption
Is anybody worthy of it?
My comprehension
Put in the work you will deserve it.
I only see that for other people not for me.
My recovery I can't believe.
Now I live in fear that the trauma I passed on
Will one day track me down with a vengeance.
That it will break me down, all my progress will be gone,
And I will relapse thrown in social prison.
I'll get canceled with a tweet.
A run-on sentence my defeat. (For real??)
A chronically-online pick-and-chooser:
My judge, jury, and executioner.
Winning redemption
Is anybody worthy of it?
My comprehension
Put in the work you will deserve it.
I only see that for other people not for me.
My recovery I can't believe.
Writer: River Skylar Ivy
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC