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Going It Alone
by Dylan Rodrigue
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I got a daily routine and it gives my life meaning
I make my body sweat then I stare at the ceiling
Got a SM58 and Mexican Strat
Got protein powder and a yoga mat
Got a lovely little life in a middle class home
But I'm sick of going it, sick of going it, sick of going it alone
I made myself money when I made the song sappy
But nothing I do ever makes me happy
When I feel real low I can meditate
And when that doesn't work I self-medicate
I can lower my heart rate, I can sit like a stone
But I'm sick of going it, sick of going it, sick of going it alone
Every time I think I've figured it out alright
I wake up making out with myself at night
Can't fall back asleep I just cry and moan
Yea I'm sick of going it alone, I'm sick of going it alone
No one should have this much introspection
You look outside and all you see is your own reflection
I get myself dirty then I clean myself up
Cigarette after sex, pour the wine in
My cup
I made myself king and I built my own thrown
But I'm sick of going it, sick of going it, sick of going it, sick of going it, sick of going it, sick of
Going it, sick of going it alone
I got a daily routine and it gives my life meaning
I make my body sweat then I stare at the ceiling
Got a SM58 and Mexican Strat
Got protein powder and a yoga mat
Got a lovely little life in a middle class home
But I'm sick of going it, sick of going it, sick of going it alone
I made myself money when I made the song sappy
But nothing I do ever makes me happy
When I feel real low I can meditate
And when that doesn't work I self-medicate
I can lower my heart rate, I can sit like a stone
But I'm sick of going it, sick of going it, sick of going it alone
Every time I think I've figured it out alright
I wake up making out with myself at night
Can't fall back asleep I just cry and moan
Yea I'm sick of going it alone, I'm sick of going it alone
No one should have this much introspection
You look outside and all you see is your own reflection
I get myself dirty then I clean myself up
Cigarette after sex, pour the wine in
My cup
I made myself king and I built my own thrown
But I'm sick of going it, sick of going it, sick of going it, sick of going it, sick of going it, sick of
Going it, sick of going it alone
