You're drumming on my door
Where I am pressed against the floor
And pressed for breath
And I'm a man, but often manic
I am the pound and I am the panic in my chest
There's a side of you that's tried and true
That tried to do the best with what I gave
But my anxiety's like prejudice and lecithin
It's in everything these days
Keep on coming over
Keep on coming around
And kicking the door down
I need it more now than you'll ever know
I got myself sober
So my mind's a little quicker
Quicker on the draw now
Better the devil you know
Than some drunkard you don't
Here's to the hopeless, the hopeful and hope-filling
The unstable, unable and unwilling
And here's to those who need a break from feeling broke
Here's to finding what it takes for us to cope
For us to cope
Well I kept my drug store saviours at arm's length
At the expense of better sleep
Though it taught me to be patient
That brand of education don't come cheap
And my shoulders grind most of the time
But that's fine, I'm told it's where I hold my stress
Most of what I hold just tends to vanish
So I'm surprised there's any left
Keep on coming over
Keep on coming around
And kicking the door down
I need it more now than you'll ever know
I got myself sober
So my mind's a little quicker
Quicker on the draw now
Better the devil you know
Than some drunkard you don't
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Here's to those who need a break from feeling broke
And here's to finding what it takes for us to cope