Starting Over
Those 3 plus years, I was so proud of And I threw âem all away for 2 Styrofoam cups The irony, everyone will think that he lied to me Made my sobriety so public, thereâs no fuckinâ privacy If I donât talk about it then I carry a date 08-10-08, but now itâs been changed in every.. When they put me in some box as a saint I never was, itâs the false prophet that never came And well they think that everything that I written has all been fake Oh well Iâll just take my slip to the grave Uh, what the fuck are my parents gonna say? The success story that got his life together and changed And you know what pain looks like When you tell your dad you relapsed then look him directly into his face The seat on your shoulderâs the seemingly heavy weight Iâve been seeing tears like this on my girl In a while the trust that I once builtâs been betrayed But Iâd rather live telling the truth than be judged for my mistakes The falsely held up, given props, loved and praised I guess I gotta get this on the page Feeling sick and helpless, lost the compass where self is I know what I gotta do and I canât help it One day at a time is what they tell us Now I gotta find a way to tell them God help âem One day at a time is what they tell us Now I gotta find a way to tell them We fell so hard Now we gotta get back what we lost.. lost.. I thought youâd go But you were with me all along.. along.. And every kid that came up to me And said I was the music they listened to when they first got clean Now look at me, a couple days sober Iâm fighting demons Back of that meeting on the east side Shaking tweakin', hope that they donât see it Hope that no one is looking That no one recognizes that failure under that hoodie Was posted in the back with my hands crossed shooken If they call on me Iâm passing, if they talk to me Iâm booking out that door But before I can make it somebody stops me and says are you Macklemore? Maybe this isnât the place or time I just wanted to say that if it wasnât for other side I wouldnât have made it I just look down at the ground and say thank you She tells me she has 9 months and that sheâs so grateful Tears in her eyes, looking like sheâs gonna cry.. fuck! I barely got 48 hours, treated like Iâm some wise monk I wanna tell her I relapsed but I canât I just shake her hand and tell her congrats Get back to my car and I think Iâm tripping yea Cause God wrote Otherside, that pen was in my hand Iâm just a flawed man, man I fucked up up Like so many others I just never thought I would I never thought I would, didnât pick up the book Doinâ it by myself, didnât turn out that good If I can be an example of getting sober Then I can be an example of starting over If I can be an example of getting sober Then I can be an example of starting over We fell so hard Now we gotta get back what we lost.. lost.. I thought you'd go But you were with me all along.. along.. We fell so hard Now we gotta get back what we lost.. lost..
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