I'm shaking out of my own shoes
The first few days are the hardest ones
Coming off a bender
I'm sweating through my mattress now
I'm tossing and turning over my mistakes
Coming off a bender
Trying to find the things I lost along the way
You can bury me alive with all the disappointments i'm involved in
I'm a drunk I'm good natured one of these are a lie
I'm on a sinking ship, the only thing floating is my liver
I grab onto the bottle, my life raft at sea
White knuckled hanging on to all of my vices and regrets
Letting one go scares the shit out of me
There's not much I can do I'm 30 years old and set in my ways
Bad habits aren't a way out they're just something I do
I'm shaking out of my own shoes
The first few days are the hardest ones
Coming off a bender