[Intro]
They kept askin' me
So I thought fuck it
We'll make this one official
Return the Cost
Check
[Verse 1: Cheap Sober]
At times I felt like nothing was worth it
Nothing could lift me up from the surface
Stuck in the swamp with hundreds of serpents
Covered in mud, smothered in dirt
I was, fucked up, drunk off the bourbons
Stumblin' home to chuck up on the curtains
Under the furnace, burnin' hot
One thing was for certain I deserve the lot
Curse the cross[?] it hurt, hurt to watch
Everybody cruise straight as ya swervin' off
The road, approaching a herd of cops
All ready for crunch time, vermin pop
Staring at the sky with bundles of burdens
Rain came down and I felt so lost
One hundred, million miles from perfect
What can I do to return the cost?
They kept askin' me
So I thought fuck it
We'll make this one official
Return the Cost
Check
[Verse 1: Cheap Sober]
At times I felt like nothing was worth it
Nothing could lift me up from the surface
Stuck in the swamp with hundreds of serpents
Covered in mud, smothered in dirt
I was, fucked up, drunk off the bourbons
Stumblin' home to chuck up on the curtains
Under the furnace, burnin' hot
One thing was for certain I deserve the lot
Curse the cross[?] it hurt, hurt to watch
Everybody cruise straight as ya swervin' off
The road, approaching a herd of cops
All ready for crunch time, vermin pop
Staring at the sky with bundles of burdens
Rain came down and I felt so lost
One hundred, million miles from perfect
What can I do to return the cost?
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