After all...

Chorus:

Chasing the highs
That I reached at my lowest
Complacent inside
My bed of roses
The brightest of times
Ain’t the tightest of lines
I’ll take that as a sign
That I need this after all

Verse:

Everything I hate about me got me what I dreamed of
Folks relate to songs that I sang, and they need love
Who am I to take away their lifeline lately?
Drink until I’m slurry, my writing cannot betray me
It’s always been the case, I cope through expression
These old rulеs are destined, my old tools and lеssons
Familiar arcs, building to sparks
Revelations used to tear me apart
Now they brighten the dark for others
All that I have ever wanted is to be happy
So if you’re happy, that’s the next best thing
Eyes red, sight stings, every problem shit brings
Fades away the second I hear another folk sing

Chorus:

Chasing the highs
That I reached at my lowest
Complacent inside
My bed of roses
The brightest of times
Ain’t the tightest of lines
I’ll take that as a sign
That I need this after all