There's a loss screen over my head
There's a cold spot in my bed
There's a girl ordering a drink from me
That wants me f*cking dead
Broke needles in my arm
Broke strings on my guitar
I'd be California sober
If California weren't so far
From the south
And i don't want out
Self diagnosed with medicine
To fix the attention deficit
I wouldn't ever want to quit
If I can heavily consider it
And be East Atlanta sober once again
I'm East Atlanta sober once again!!
Again!
Again! AGAIN!