[Lyric] Sobriety (Seth Hayes)

[Intro]
Separate your anxiety for a better variety

[Verse 1]
You can not feel better without your fucking sobriety
So get your shit together, maybe clean up your face
You should pick up your room
Fuck it clean up your place
You're a fucking disgrace
If mama saw she would cry
She was wondering why
Her son turned into a slob
With no job and no life
Like where is the wife
You're in your fucking 30s and wondering why

[Chrous]
Tell me something I don't know
Times runnin' low
Clockin' out at four
Don't come back your my new old
Girl and you know
You walked out my door
[Verse 2]
You a bum, to the slums
Better run, when you talk
Ears are numb, I go dumb
I can't think, I can't go
I can't-Uhuhuhuh
Like what the fuck you saying
Who's life are you portraying
Get your fucking bag and head back to the station
Back to the crime, Bagging the loot
Begging for life, Best be looking alive
A quarter to five, Oh shit it's that time
It's that time to die

[Pre-Chrous]
I don't, I don't, I don't get it
I don't gotta go
Whoo Whoo
I don't, I don't, I don't get it
You don't really fucking know
I don't, I don't get it
I don't really gotta go
You don't fucking get it
You don't fucking get it hoe

[Chrous]
Tell me something I don't know
Times runnin' low
Clockin' out at four
Don't come back your my new old
Girl and you know
You walked out my door
Tell me something I don't know
Times runnin' low
Clockin' out at four
Don't come back your my new old
Girl and you know
You walked out my door