My skins going see through
See inside me you do
Notice my ulcers, my liver convulses
As I get older more weight on my shoulders
Each day I'm more sober
I just wait til its over and done
How do you know if you've made it or not?
Is it by the job or the things that you've got?
Your skins going see through
Your pets try to eat you
Hide underwater, lie to your daughters
Mistakes your making them
Secrets escaping
Each day your sober just wait til its over and done