Been talking to a doctor, been talking to the Lord
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Cut off a couple people that don't hear from me no more
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They say it's for the better, but is it really for the best?
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They said I'd get more sleep, but I ain't getting any rest
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Ooh, nothing's changed, in a way, it's getting way worse, way worse
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Ooh, don't think I'm doing myself any favors, favors, since I
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Kicked the bottle, kicked the bag
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Scratched the Broadway off the map
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Maybe that'd work if I was someone else
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Kicked the strangers out my bed
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Kicked the voices out my head
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Did my best, but I just can't kick myself
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Me, myself, and I
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These rambling ways won't ever die
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Lord knows that my mama tried
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But I just can't kick myself
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Everybody on the outside, it's easy looking in
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Probably think I'm doing great like, "Take a look at him
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He's gone and straightened up now, he's finally walking lines"
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I ain't lying, I was probably doing fine before I
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Kicked the bottle, kicked the bag
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Scratched the Broadway off the map
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Maybe that'd work if I was someone else
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Kicked the strangers out my bed
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Kicked the voices out my head
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Did my best, but I just can't kick myself
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Me, myself, and I
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These rambling ways won't ever die
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Lord knows that my mama tried
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Said, "Son, go get some help"
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Huh, what I do?
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Exactly what they told me to
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Kicked the shit that I used to use
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But I just can't kick myself
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Kicked the bottle, kicked the bag
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Scratched the Broadway off the map
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Maybe that'd work if I was someone else
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Kicked the strangers out my bed
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Kicked the voices out my head
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Did my best, but I just can't kick myself
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Me, myself, and I
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These rambling ways won't ever die
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Lord knows that my mama tried
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Said, "Son, go get some help"
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Huh, what I do?
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Exactly what they told me to
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Kicked the shit that I used to use
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But I just can't kick myself
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Kick Myself
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| Morgan Wallen |
