Get Over Myself

Money's tight, we all got bills
We got empty bottles and prescription pills
Nothin's changed, I'm still the same
I got losing cards in every game
And there's plenty things that I ain't done
Never been the one under their gun
I got situations pulling my strings
Then, there's rusty razors clipping my wings
Chorus:
But when I look down, deep in the mirror
It's nobody else
It's just time
to get over myself

There's tiny sparks that used to be flames
They got little babies and brand new names
I'm born to lose, it ain't hard to tell
I'll bust the gates when I get down to hell
Repeat Chorus:
I'm a paycheck away from the streets
I'm getting odds that I'll never beat
Hit the pawn shop, hit the liquor store
We'll grab the guns, and we'll kick down the door