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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Benjamin Lerner
Benjamin Lerner
Performer
Matthew Keegan
Matthew Keegan
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Lerner
Benjamin Lerner
Composer
Matthew Keegan
Matthew Keegan
Composer
Sabian Myers
Sabian Myers
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Benjamin Lerner
Benjamin Lerner
Producer
Sabian Myers
Sabian Myers
Producer
VanLee XII
VanLee XII
Producer

Lyrics

I've made up my mind, I'm done being sober
Eight months, it's officially over
I'm done with this boulder that's tied by my neck
They said I'd be happy if I finished my steps
But it ain't come yet, I'm on step six
Still sitting here, fiending for that fix
Them first thirty days, I was hungry and broken
The fire is out, now I'm distant and lonesome
Phone is a ghost, I ain't getting no calls
I'm positive, nobody's caring at all
So, today is the day that I'm catching the buzz
I've only been good at fucking things up
I'm stuck in a rut, I just got my kid back
I'm working a job, I've been making an impact
On all of the damage I did in the past
So, why am I stuck in this place that I'm at?
There's a rain cloud that always seems to follow me around
Got the devil on my shoulder, he been saying things aloud:
"Like, Matt, why you even sober anymore?
You' been crying out to God, but the prayer's been ignored
You're all by yourself, so, I've opened the door
Step right inside, I got what you've been looking for
Dude's got a pack that he only wants $20 for
Just send a text, what you got all that money for?
Spend it, blow it, burn it to the ground
You already know you gonna let your people down
Your kid would be so much better if you were not around
You deserve to be six feet under and dead inside the ground"
Point made, okay, hear you loud and clear, I'ma go cop today
I'ma send a text right now
I really gave my best, but I guess I'm all out
What are you doing? I'm getting high
Why would you do that? What if you die?
I'm still feeling sick, I guess its goodbye
It's not getting better and I really tried!
What about you're daughter? Aren't you her father?
She's better off without me, I 'ont know why I bother!
Look, shut up and listen, I'm done with your bitching
I'll give you some truth 'bout the price of addiction
Picture your family over your grave
And your mother in black with the tears on her face
Rewind it a couple of days when you're back on the block
And you're copping a bundle to taste
Crying and shaking and know that you're giving up everything
Just for a giant mistake
You pull in the alleyway, flick on the light
Get your spoon and the lighter and park with the brake
Picture the rush and the prick of the blood
The guilt that you feel with the fleeting euphoria
Blacking out dying, the flash of the EMT lights
Getting tagged on your feet by the coroner
Fast forward several weeks
Your family and friends can't believe it, it's heavy and bleak
Your daughter is coping with knowing
Her father is not coming back and she's desperate and weak
Your girlfriend is broken and hopeless
And searching for reasons for losing the man that she loved
She can't sleep at night
When she pictures the bag being zipped by a sterilized hand with a glove
You planned a vacation for later this year
But you took a trip that she didn't expect
And now her last memory of you is your skin turning blue
With a 30-gauge rig in your neck
And all of the people that you made amends with
Who finally started to give you respect
Are shaking their heads and they're saying you wasted your talent
And calling it gifted neglect
And let's not forget all the people you thought were your friends
You got high with and sheisty connect
Your homies all dying a week after copping the same dope
(Their life is a check)
He's cashing while laughing and smoking a blunt up in traffic
Or bagging up bundles to package
'Cause he doesn't care about your family or daughter
He's killing ten people monthly on average
Some will accuse you of being a liar, an addict, a criminal, savage or thief
But most will just see it as tragic
Your daughter and mom lost their son and their dad to the street
Your relapse is bigger than how you feel now
Bigger than all of your fear and your cravings
If you start slipping, you'll empty the souls of your family
You won't just empty your savings
Remember that even on bad days
Your life is a gift and sobriety saved you
And a relapse can take away everything good in your life
And the chance that it gave you
Written by: Benjamin Lerner, Matthew Keegan, Sabian Myers
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