Half the man I thought I’d be, double his size and constantly drinking.
What? When your sip becomes your substance?
You learn control or you learn how to crutch it.
A mother and father who care so much, southern comfort and her northern touch.
What? When your sip becomes your substance?
You lost control and you learned how to love it.
Contender for everything from choir boys to thick as thieves.
If you don’t let me in you won’t lose your belief.
I lost it all in a hospital. How did I get so low?
How did I get so low? Hey mom, I’m coming home.
Half a man that’s content with sinking.
Patching up holes while steadily streaming liquid into his bow and his gut.
Has he lost all hope? That ship never showed up.
Contender for everything from choir boys to thick as thieves.
If you don’t let me in you won’t lose your belief.
I lost it all in a hospital. How did I get so low?
How did I get so low? Hey mom, I’m coming home.
Stop by the bar around Eight, your smile verse my 5th drink.
You’ll tell me how much you miss those that things that I used to be.
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