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alec verse sweet pava - sober part 1 كلمات أغنية

every single day it breaks me to pieces
i tasted defeat at the feet of my demons
i’m such a f_cking waste of achievement
i should put this trigger to my brain and just squeeze it
’cause lord i know i ain’t been no saint
but tell me what i did to deserve this pain
tell me what i did to deserve this hurt
when all i ever did was put everybody first

therapist
(and how does that make you feel alec ?)

these days i just don’t feel sh_t
i don’t feel a thing at all
i don’t feel like i exist
that’s why i need my fix
so i can just feel something
how do you dеscribe the word empty
try dеscribe the word nothing
wait, f_ck that
use my name as the definition
write it on my forehead
defective out of commission
i’m sick of it, losing myself
i’m sick of it, check my fingerprints
you’ll see how little the percentage is
i’ve given it my all
i’ve given it my all and so much more
but everybody’s still walking out that door
i’ve given it my all
it’s getting to the point where it’s sad as f_ck
i’ve given it my all but it’s not enough
it’s not enough

the sleeping pills don’t work
the healing pills don’t work
i still feel pain with the pain pills
now those same pills don’t work
if i don’t get a couple percs
i’m ’bout to go berserk
i swear to god n0body can fix this sh_t
not even the church
now tell me what good would a pastor do
except be mad at you
then tell you that you’ve sinned a bunch of times
but i’ve forgiven you
you know they won’t admit it
and god himself has forbid it
but it’s probably still just half
of all the sh_t the priest committed

therapist
(and how does that make_)
ask me one more time how the f_ck i feel
imma f_cking lose my mind
step aside i need the pills
step aside i need the xannies
step aside i need the vicodin
and i’ll be on my way
so i can just get back my life again
you do not give a sh_t
stop pretending, stop lying
’cause to you i’m just a check, b_tch
just a dollar sign
another vacay with the kids
hubby couldn’t be prouder
and all you had to do was ask me
how i feel for an hour

see that’s the problem with pretentious technicalities
you preach insanity and then expect my weekly salary
so tell me who’s the crazy person now b_tch
and yet you think you’re qualified to treat me (sh_t)

i’ve given it my all
i’ve given it my all and so much more
but everybody’s still walking out that door
i’ve given it my all
it’s getting to the point where it’s sad as f_ck
i’ve given it my all but it’s not enough
it’s not enough
man, i came up a long way
just a young n_gga
bullet at my temple
afraid i might pull this trigger
this f_cking anxiety in me
“sobriety”

my demons are calling and sayin’
that they want whatever’s inside of me
imma give it to ’em (h_ll yeah)
imma give ’em all of it
use to be a smooth operator
now it’s the opposite

oh big time sobriety, yeah
i feel it swimmin’ through my veins
i’m afraid i might get the blade
make a slit and let the blood spill out

oh big time sobriety

- alec verse sweet pava

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