Better

[Verse 1]
Life still strings me along
So I never ring the alarm
I hide away like nobody gets my charm
And you can't steal home from me
If you wanna try you can test my arm
Smoke like a fog machine
Oh and it's all I breathe
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Oh it's all I see
Wine, cheese squares, at the end of your rat maze
Mom's got the shopping fetish
Pop's got their man caves
Some of us drugs, some of us cars
Some of us blueberry pancakes
Some of us, well it's alcohol
And without that some of our hands shake
Face all discolored
Not supposed to be this color
When are we going to discover that
None of us need all this cover, oh
We gotta sit back less
We gotta go hunt more
One of those things we run from
One of those things we run for
Escape, run away, run away cause you want more
But fate's gonna knock up, gonna knock up at your front door

[Hook]
I've been staying up all night wandering the streets
I don't know what I'm lookin' for
I've been staying up all night wandering the streets
I don't know what I'm lookin' for
I'm just tryna get better, I'm just tryna get better
I'm just tryna get better, I'm just tryna get better

[Verse 2]
Maybe like Johnny B. Goode
I'm more like Donny I'm off in the woods
Not in the 'burbs, not in the hoods, wherever I'm going
It's not what I should
I was runnin' and runnin' and runnin'
Now I am diggin' and diggin' and diggin'
I will never go catch my own tail
I can never get back to beginnin'
They say born for that and maybe built for this
And if you weren't, there's a pill for this
That's kissy faces and hissy fits
I keep pushin, I'm Sisyphus
I'm too broke to be Johnny Cash
Too poor for a body cast
My insurance isn't all of that
No ambulance, we're not calling that
I tough it out, that's the Irish side
Rise and grind, no five-to-nine
And I'm feeling cornered like a Five & Dine
And they're watching me like a private eye
Can't find the brakes, maybe I'll crash
Maybe I'll break, maybe I'll crack
Maybe I'll float, maybe I won't
Maybe I'll stay here all night in the cold

[Hook]