Who Let the Hawgz Out?

i'm doing better but i know better than this

yeah, maybe progress is progress

it's crazy how i sabotage myself and then

tell myself whatever i need to fall asleep

we both know how the story ends

it's 3 am and i'm drunk again

still got this taste in my mouth

from all the cheap cigarettes

that i bummed from my friends

who probably hate me now

(it's inevitable)

'cause god knows i do

and i'll drink whatever i need to fall asleep

we both know how the story ends

it's 3 am and i'm drunk again

without this room to hide i can’t find the silence i've been looking for all night and now

(if i could pass out in my own bed then i could forget)

it's 3 am and i'm drunk again

should i go home now

so i can pass out

regret tonight tomorrow