SES "ScarEd Sober"
I use to watch this guy from Chicago
CM told me not to drown out my sorrow
With shots of tequila, whiskey, and beer bottles
Instead, I rooted for guys with drug problems
I thought drinking was like a Toby Keith song
But it turns out drinking ain’t much fun
Because it don’t matter the person you are
If you’re neck deep in a Red Solo cup
E kept calling and bawling
Thinking why he doesn't text back
Said he’d sober up tomorrow
And took another shot of Jack
To T from first grade,
To L when I was nine,
What influenced you that it’s okay,
For you both to have DUI’s.
K was drunk off you name it,
And H had had his chance,
And after what H did to K,
I wanted to beat his sorry…
J went off to a bar,
Said that this one's for you,
The Bud won’t ask why he drinks,
But his crying wife and kids do,
And these aren’t bad people,
They work 9 to 5’s to make their ends,
And the only reason I’m not saying names,
Is because they’re all my family and friends
Now, I wear that X over my heart,
My soul and liver are pure and clean,
But I’m not a punk that’s better than you,
I want you to be better than me.
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