Did someone tell me to slow down or am I starting to come to my senses
Self control takes some practice
Testing the water is foolish, find me as I’m drowning in it
Climb the rope just to fall back in
And I’m not sick or a victim cuz when I start I know how it’ll finish
Self control takes some practice
Itching to not think about it,
Buried there in my genetics
Cast in stone
And I don’t want to fall further from grace
But I can’t stand upright
Red face, cold bones
Used to help me when I couldn’t fall asleep but now I’m up all night
Lost keys, ripped clothes
Everyone else seems to know when to breath
But I can’t stop once I’ve choked down a couple of drinks
I don’t mention it in front of family
Cuz I don’t want them to know
Just die alone
Self control takes some practice
Climb the rope just to fall back in
Self control takes some practice
Cast in stone
But I don’t want to fall
