S.O.B. - Sam Barber

S.O.B.

Sam Barber

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I'm finally gettin' sick and tired of sleepin' on my own

Where I'm at is not and will never be my home

Every voice in my head is more than I can shake

'Til the liquor takes over and I cannot hold my weight

I'm a no-good worn-out, broken son of a bitch

There's a war on my mind over all the things I cannot fix

And I'm so damn tired right now, I think I see the end

How I've walked so far, so long, never gaining an inch

Every step feels like barbed wire wrapped around my skin

Cuttin' deeper than the fires that burn me within

What keeps me up too late is the thought of my own death

'Til the liquor takes over and I cannot hold my head

I'm a no-good, worn-out, broken son of a bitch

There's a war on my mind over all the things I cannot fix

And I'm so damn tired right now, I think I see the end

How I've walked so far, so long, never gaining an inch

I'm a no-good worn-out, broken son of a bitch

There's a war on my mind over all the things I cannot fix

And I'm so damn tired right now, I think I see the end

How I've walked so far, so long, never gaining an inch

- It's already the end -