Hindsights Sore
[Verse 1]
Pessimism is now my friend
And with it comes a lack of self-control
Close your eyes, please do this for me
I've been tired for years and that's never changing
[Chorus]
What a sight for sore eyes
Waking up in the middle of the night
Sober and over, all of this
[Verse 2]
One sip on cold water and I'm awake again
This is never ending
[Chorus x3]
