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1 2, now Those 3 plus years I was so proud of And I threw 'em all away for 2 styrofoam cups The irony Everyone would think that he lied to me I made my sobriety so public theres no fucking privacy If I don't talk about it then I carry a date A 08/10/08 and now it's been changed And every one that put me in some box as a saint That I never was Just the false prophet that never came And will they think that every name that I've written is all they're fake Or will I just take my slip to the grave Uh, what the fuck are my parents gonna say? The success story that got his life together and changed And you know, what pain looks like When you tell your dad you relapsed And look him directly into his face The seat, on your shoulders The exceedingly heavy weight Haven't seen tears like this on my girl In a while, the trust that I once built s' been betrayed But I'd rather live telling the truth Than be judged for my mistakes And falsely held up, getting props, loved and praised I guess I gotta get this on the page Feeling, sick and helpless Lost the compass we're selfish I know what I gotta do And I can't help it One day at a time is what they tell us Now I gotta find a way to tell them God help 'em Yeah, one day at a time is what they tell us Now I gotta find a way to tell them We fall, so hard Now we gotta get back up We lost Lost I thought you'd gone But you were with me all along Along And every kid that came up to me And said I was the music they listened to when they first got clean Now look at me A couple days sober I'm fighting demons Back of that meeting on the East side shaking, tweaking Hope that they don't see it Hope that no one is looking That no one recognizes that failure under that hoodie That's posted in the back with my hands crossed, shooken If they call on me I'm passing if they talk to me I'm booking out that door But before, I can make it Somebody stops me and says "are you Macklemore? Maybe this isn't the place or time I just wanted to say that If it wasn't for Otherside I wouldn't have made it" I just look down at the ground and say "thank you" She tells me she has 9 months and that she's so grateful Tears in her eyes Looking like she's gonna cry Fuck, I barely got 48 hours Treated like I'm some wise monk I wanna tell her, I relapsed but I can't I just shake her hand and tell her congrats Get back to my car And I think I'm tripping yeah Cuz I wrote otherside, that pen was in my hand I'm just a flawed man Man I fucked up Like so many others I just never thought I would I never thought I would Didn't pick up the book Doing it by myself didn't turn out that good If I can be an example of getting sober Than I can be an example of starting over If I can be an example of getting sober Than I can be an example of starting over We fall, so hard Now we gotta get back up We lost Lost I thought you'd gone But you were with me all along Along We fall so hard Now we gotta get back up We lost Lost |