I remember when
I'd come home late
I'd come home alone
With the confidence from a chemical

Now I'm all cleaned up
I can fall asleep with my lights turned off
And my heart doesn't beat with any old help from this scene

I pick my battles
I pick my fights
Hell, I picked out this shirt that

Hangs on this body tonight
With no idea how it looks

If I could take what I had and wrap it In years
What I wouldn't give for a little bit of confidence here

I'm up at 3AM
Thinking about the bills, the debts, The art of my friends
How we live ain't free but it what we've done costs more than it should

In a basement off the water
Under a bridge I can't see much farther past
Far away from a city
A city I can't afford to live in

I close out most nights with a silent ride home
Sometimes I follow numbers

Sometimes just the cardinals

I stand corrected here most times
I stay awake past most bedtimes
With pills that will dull the sharpest One of us
When you just need to sleep it off
Remember these stories from how We sink
Or swim with the current
Every new zip code brings a purpose
With the same bike to get me home
A winter that chills the kid in me
The times I share the confidence
With all the wrong things
I don't suppose I choose
To still stand or run from
It's never quite as far as I think sometimes
From addicts and lightweights
It's all the same now, isn't it

You're trying not to notice that

We're too old
Too old to care


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