8:51 AM (Saturday Morning Congestion Blues)

I was born again
In 1997
Though I had a lot to say
I let it go to waste
Inside my mind I felt the pain
Drinking every day to make this
Headache go away
I’ll never get away from all my
Insecurities
This demon right beside me tells
Me I’m not really free
Even if I stayed alone
I got a million sins I keep
Two million in my sleep
I wonder when we’ll all be gone
Would anyone believe me that my
Life was never fair
It’s not my choice to be here
So I threw it all away
Inside my secret place