So far, I can't figure out
How long I've been mad
Wasting all these precious years
Drinking just to make it clear
This bitter young man
Turned out fine
Oh lord, I can't make this change
I sure hope you're not mad
Please take my apology
Drinking just make it clear
This bitter young man
Turned out fine
Self medicate
Fill the inner space
Teeth are sinking in
It's raining ants
Wasted from all these fears
Drinking just to made it clear
This bitter young man turned out fine
Self medicate
Fill the inner space
Self medicate
Fill the inner space
All my noise, I'm mad, I'm mad
Trace the lines across my face
Avoiding days, I'm dodging rays
Self medicate
Fill the inner space
Self medicate
Fill the inner space
Writer(s): Brad Smith, Chris Shinn, Christopher Thorn, Dave Krusen
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