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I think I finally get what my sister meant When she asked, "What's the point In being up 'til 4 a.m. if you're not drinking?" It's been ten years since then And I'm just four days deep Into trying my best to take off the edge Without drowning it in another fifth I can stop, it's not a problem Feeling best when I feel nothing It's not so bad here at the bottom Feeling best when I feel nothing I think I finally get that monthly tradition Waking up on the first And calling out for rabbits' help in wishful thinking Mine's a bit different, before I go to bed I write down all the things that make me wanna keep This streak alive for another ninth Is it coping or a problem? Feeling best when I feel nothing Getting worse here at the bottom Feeling best when I feel nothing Move the goalposts just enough then Feeling best when I feel nothing If you bring your old bullsh*t You'll just be your own bad luck You can be your own burden Won't be worth betting on If I bring my old bullsh*t (If you bring your old bullsh*t) I'll just be my own bad luck (You'll just be your own bad luck) I can be my own burden (You can be your own burden) Won't be worth betting on No one's fault, but it's my problem Feeling best when I feel nothing How long have I been at the bottom? Feeling best when I feel nothing Still rolling out of bed each morning Feeling best when I feel nothing Taking wins where I can get 'em Feeling bad, at least it's something
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