Well I’ve been drinking in my car, sipping a tall-boy through a straw at a near-by H.E.B. parking lot. I watch those people walking by
and hope they haven’t got a clue as to what I’ve become,
and before too long, it’s time to head back to work.
I’d better cover up my breath.

But I’m in love with this routine. No matter how pathetic it may seem
I feel like the displacement suits me very well. A breakfast beer-run every day
before I go to work is just my way of keeping myself in a state of perpetual living hell, and loving every minute of it.

Because I’m tired of fighting these urges every night,
when I just want to be the man I’m supposed to be.
It’s not easy pleasing everyone around.
It’s easier believing everyone loves a clown.
And maybe I’m hurting myself more than I’m flirting
with disaster like I tell myself that I am.
And maybe I’m dying to show the world I’m trying
not to save myself from wasting my life away
like everyone else.

Cause it’s Thursday and I’m thirsty as hell.


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