The Southside Choir Boys - 1pm

Been struggling with feeling like myself again
Been playing some card game that I know I can't win
Don't know how long a boy is meant to live this way
But I sure as shit won't have it another way
These manifestations are shaped a lot like men in suits
They smell like doctors and uncaring eyes
This tastes like another lonely September night
And it feels like another sappy song

I've been facing all these demons in 1-player mode
But I can no longer face them
Face them on my own

Another 3am booze-soaked smoke-filled night
Cobble together these plans, fuck us if we see morning
I just want to feel like I've lived
But I know you do too
This sidewalk has been paved with self-righteous feelings
Selfish thoughts that I wish I didn't feel
I could explode any day now
But I think I'd like to try

I've been facing all these demons in 1-player mode
But I can no longer face them
Face them on my own

Written by:
David Luecke

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