I'm clean and sober and I'm bored of my brain
A laundry list of wrongs to drive me insane
My broken past's a hashtag waiting to trend
If I could take it back I'd blow it again
And I cry and I cry till I'm dry till I die so dry
12-stepping outta my sloe gin suicide
200 days without a drop on my mind
Deuce-A freemason chip to cash in my sins
Caffeine injections f*ck the spirits within
And I cry and I cry till I'm dry till I die so dry
I'm cracked and chippèd like an old tinderbox
Pour me anxiety and fear on the rocks
I'm sick and tired of swapping my old addictions
For my way/highway deep state-sponsored religions
And I cry and I cry till I'm dry till I die so dry
I'm pleading guilty I deserve what I got
Straightjacket blanket and a two-by-four cot
I choose a solitary cell for my soul
Forget society and sink in my hole
And I cry and I cry till I'm dry till I die so dry