you been drinking
you been thinking
what day of the week is it?
how long ‘til our vices can no longer keep us together?
seasonal depression often makes less room for the bad habits to get any better
i been drinking
i been overthinking
all the different ways of what could be
was told depression comes from thinking too far back,
but the future only gives you and me anxiety
my belly aches, want to know what it’s like to feel full
you blow it out quite often to make yourself feel better
just remain in the present and remind me
that what i’m doing is “right”
would you be proud of me if i told you how i fall asleep at night?
the vices, the vices
we all have them to cope
no point in acting like the insecurities don’t occasionally make themselves known
just wait ‘til we get there and i’ll make sure you don’t stand alone
the vices, oh the vices
bring me comfort until i’m ready to face all this shit on my own.
