Paycheck - HIGHSCHOOL DROPOUT lyrics

I used to find love in the little things
Now this 80 proof the only way I feel
All my friends tell me I'm a fiend
Guess the pain ain’t something I
Coulda concealed no more i miss the old me
I miss that 2am rush with you
I miss the old me don’t know the new me
Chivas Regal in my blood and I
Do not give a fuck

I got no pulse, blacked out
Fucked up in the back of your car
(Back of your car, Ouu)
I got no phone, passed out
Think I got kicked out of the bar
(They stole my fake & my wallet, Ouu)
I been all in my head
I'm makin' love with ambition
The only point of my youth
Is making reckless decisions
I’m just a no good, shitfaced
High school dropout
(No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)

So what’s the point of feeling
Something that’ll never be enough?
Phycobilin dreaming
Who I am ain't who I was
Am I holding onto something or
Just catchin' my own bluff?
Guess I’ll hold onto this feeling
'til I finally open up
Used to find the bright side
Now I’m in the dark used to fight to cope
Now I'm fighting for a spark
I’m so used to getting used
I don’t check up on myself
Guess the reason I feel perfect’s same
As why I need help, cause

I used to find love in the little things
Shot of gin, chase it with lust
All my friends tell me I'm a fiend
Chivas Regal in my blood
And I do not give a fuck

I got no pulse, blacked out
Fucked up in the back of your car
(Back of your car, Ouu)
I got no phone, passed out
Think I got kicked out of the bar
(They stole my fake & my wallet, Ouu)
I been all in my head
I'm makin' love with ambition
The only point of my youth
Is making reckless decisions
I’m just a no good, shitfaced
High school dropout
(No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)

(No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)
(No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)
(No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)