Music Lyrics
White house, paint peeling // I could fix it but I’m not feeling // Right now, low ceiling // Car’s on, doors locked // I could drive but I’d rather walk // the mile it takes to get home from the bar’s low but it’s a start // I wanna be // Sober // It’s not over // ‘til I say so // Really don’t know // I want more // of life before // I became so into who knows // What’s in my cup, in my drink, in my hand // In my body, the God-given system of man // Flush it out // Wait it out // It takes patience, hard work // Before it gets better it’ll get worse // Flush it out // Come so far no you can’t back out now // I wanna be // I’m finally! // Sober // It’s now over // Broken through the ceiling // And I know I’m feeling // Better // Than I ever // Was in my home alone // Car is parked and I drove it yesterday //
