deep down inside i think it's fine by me, that i'm my own worst enemy

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"The Science of Selling Yourself Short"


I've come to my senses,
That I've become senseless,
I could give you lessons on how to ruin your friendships,
Every last conviction, I smoked them all away,
I drank my frustrations down the drain, out of the way,
So I sit and wait and wonder,
"Does anyone else feel like me?"
Someone so tired of their routines and disappearing self-esteems,


I'll sing along,
Yeah with every emergency,
Just sing along,
I'm the king of catastrophies,
I'm so far gone,
That deep down inside I think it's fine by me,
I'm my own worst enemy


I could be an expert on co-dependency,
I could write the best book on underage tragedy,
I've been spending my time at the local liquor store,
I've been sleeping nightly on my best friends kitchen floor,
So I sit and wait and wonder,
"Does anyone else feel like me?"
I'm so over-dosed on apathy and burnt out on sympathy.


Let the meaning slip away
Lost my faith in another day,
Self deprecation seems okay,
I never thought I'd make it anyway


I'm my own worst enemy




i like the song.
despite smoking and drinking references...
'i'm so over-dosed on apathy, and burnt out on sympathy...'


that being said today is an alright day, beautiful outside... the forsithia bushes are blooming...
just had this ska beat stuck in my head...
i can sing about how 'self-deprecation seems okay, I never thought I'd make it anyway' and still be fairly content, suppose i enjoy the ability to do that...


and now this song is stuck in my head...
listened to that a lot when the counselors would be crusin' through on our way to walmart in the town near camp in one of the counselor's trucks.
give me a night on the country...
it beats a night on the town...
i need to find that country/ska band that the guy with the truck had on his ipod...