Starting Over
That’s 3 plus years, I was so proud ofAnd I threw ‘em all away for 2 Styrofoam cupsThe irony, everyone will think that he lied to meMade my sobriety so public, there’s no fuckin’ privacyIf I don’t talk about it then I carry it dailyIs there a A? 10-0-A, but now it’s been changed in every..When they put me in some boxes that sayI never was, it’s the false prophet that never cameAnd well they think that everything that I written is all that fakeOh well I’ll just take my slick to the graveUh, what the fuck are my parents gonna say?The success that got his life together and changed himAnd you know what pain looks likeWhen you tell your dad to relax then look him directly into his faceThe seep on your shoulder’s the seemingly heavy weightI’ve been seeing tears like this on my girlIn a while the trust that I once built ’s been betrayedBut I’d rather live telling the truth than be judged for my mistakesThe falsely held gun, yea them procks love them praysI guess I gotta get this on the page
Feeling sick and helpless, lost the compass where self isI know what I gotta do and I can’t help itOne day at a time is what they tell usNow I gotta find a way to tell themGod help ‘emOne day at a time is what they tell usNow I gotta find a way to tell them
We fell so hardNow we gotta get back what we lostI felt you’d goBut you were with me all along
And every kid that came up to meAnd said I was the music they listened to when they first got cleanNow look at me, a couple days soberI’m fighting demonsBack of that meeting on the east sideShaking swicking, hope that they don’t see itHope that no one is lookingThat no one recognizes that failure under that hoodieWas posted in the back with my hands crossed shookenIf they call on me I’m passing, if they talk to me I’m looking out that doorBut before I can make it somebody stops me and says are you Macklemore?Maybe this isn’t the place or timeI just wanted to say that if there wasn’t for other side I wouldn’t have made itI just look down at the ground and say thank youShe tells me she has 9 months and that she’s so gratefulTears in her eyes, looking like she’s gonna cry.. fuck!I barely got 48 hours, treat ‘er like I’m some wise monkI wanna tell her I relapsed but I can’tI just shake her hand and tell her congratsGet back to my car and I think I’m tripping yeaCuz gyro other side, that pen was in my handI’m just a flawed man, man I fucked up upLike so many others I just never thought I wouldI never thought I would, didn’t pick up the bookDoin’ it by myself, didn’t turn out that good
If I can be an example of getting soberThen I can be an example of starting overIf I can be an example of getting soberThen I can be an example of starting over
We fell so hardNow we gotta get back what we lostI felt you’d goBut you were with me all along.. along..
We fell so hardNow we gotta get back what we lost