It's Everything These Days

And I'm trying not to think
But that's hard as hell to do
When the only thing I’ve got these days is time

And everyday is a regret
Or it just tastes like ash
And it takes all I've got to soldier on

And it's everything these days
It's the bills and a phone that never rings
It's everything these days
And I wish that I could get away from me

Because the voice inside my head
Is never kind to me
And it knows just what to say to keep me down

And I'm taking all my pills
And keeping to myself
Because I know that I'm no fun to be around

And it's everything these days
It's the sleep I get and the women that I see
It's everything these days
And I wish that I could get away from me

But I’m too set in my ways
To do much of anything
Other than to bitch and complain

It's everything these days
It's the man I am and the one I’ll never be
It's everything these days
And I wish that I could get away from me

God, I wish that I could get away from me

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