Drinking to forget
But I'm running out of money before memories
And if I haven't yet
I ask you to raise a glass to our anxieties
Drunk on lack of sleep and caffeine
Therapist says write it out
A record of my own self-doubt
All I see when I look down is broken nails and scratched up ground
The situation isn't helping, over tired and over thinking
How did it ever get to this?
And will it always be this way?
I'm swimming for shores that I'm sure I won't make
I'm taking these chances I'm sure I shouldn't take
I just need something good to celebrate
Or something bad to commiserate