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Lyrics
Here's my benediction, I can't keep it to myself. I'm broke in need of fixing, even more than life itself. And I resent the implication, but that isn't a surprise. Well perhaps my indignation is just a blessing in disguise. Flying in the face of wisdom, placing risky bets. I'm learning to regret events, that haven't happened yet. Some may think it's foolish, some might sing along. But if I'm the only one who knows it, how can I be wrong? Cause it's all uphill from here, and it's only gonna take a couple years. And I'm having trouble facing, up to my fears in black and white. But I guess it serves me write. Ambition is an addiction, that's just waiting to explode. Which oughta count for somthing, Maybe somewhere down the road. With half my life ahead of me, best is still behind. And happy ever after, isn't what I had in mind. Cause it's all uphill from here, and it's only gonna take a couple tears. But I'm accepting of, all the consequences looming in the night. And I guess it serves me write. I'm living in a crowd of one, balanced on a serpents tongue. And I'm wrapped in pain, and drowned in rum, but I hope the healing has begun. Cause I'm a no one in the making, my whereabouts' unknown. I'm getting tired of taking, faking, shaking to the bone. I'm dancing between heaven and hell, every other day. Sometimes I get the feeling, there's no difference anyway. Cause it's all uphill from here, and it's only gonna take a couple years. And I'm making up my mind, with time slowly sprinkled over spite. And I guess it serves me write.
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