Hazard to Myself - Illy, Sir the Baptist

I guess I got my problems,

So what’s one more bottle

'Cause I don’t need nobody else,

I’m a hazard to myself

I’ve had my chances,

But I can’t break these habits

Guess I don’t need nobody else,

I’m a hazard to myself

Yeah, I gotta pinch myself

Just to wake myself

Or I drink myself

Into hating myself

Again, yeah, enable myself again

Rehab coming up around the bend

Like, welcome, come on through

Seems a quite drink’s never one or two

I know your friends think you’re the bad influence

But you think they’re one on you,

Well, true that

But, right now, I’m a few rounds in

So, bitch, don’t kill my vibe

Like my plans just like my jam is since

You could just put them on ice

Look, I heard what time the bar closed

Don’t have to tell me twice

And all these bad decisions seem fine

Without hindsight on my side,

OK, alright

I guess I got my problems,

So what’s one more bottle

'Cause I don’t need nobody else,

I’m a hazard to myself

I’ve had my chances,

But I can’t break these habits

Guess I don’t need nobody else,

I’m a hazard to myself

Yeah, yeah,

Eyes have cried to the world below

Those downward spirals give me vertigo

I was none the wiser, like who’d have known

It takes two to tango, man, I do my own

And my tolerance up

I could float in this bottomless cup

Everybody’s been novices once

We just wanna have fun.

My God, what you got against us?

All the patron saints are staying late

Repercussion’s still a decade away

Shouts to bad girls, yeah, the saving graces

All the Charlies, Mollies and Mary Janes

Shot them chasers and what’s next?

Wake up, still taste it on my breath

One day we’ll face it and confess

And maybe we’ll change, 'til then «God Bless»

Oh yes,

I guess

I guess I got my problems,

So what’s one more bottle

'Cause I don’t need nobody else,

I’m a hazard to myself

I’ve had my chances,

But I can’t break these habits

Guess I don’t need nobody else,

I’m a hazard to myself

This arm don’t need no twisting

No doubts or second thoughts

I’d find trouble in an empty house for sure

I’m a hazard to myself

All the way from the happy hours

Down to the last of the last calls

And no, I don’t need no help at all

I’m a hazard to myself

See, straight and narrow didn’t work so good

Oh, man, I really shouldn’t,

But, oh, well,

What’s the hell?

Cheers

So here’s to when all those best intentions get twisted

And then end up us something else

Yeah, baby, yeah, whoa

I guess I got my problems,

So what’s one more bottle

'Cause I don’t need nobody else,

I’m a hazard to myself

I’ve had my chances,

But I can’t break these habits

Guess I don’t need nobody else,

I’m a hazard to myself

This arm don’t need no twisting

No doubts or second thoughts

I’d find trouble in an empty house for sure

I’m a hazard to myself

All the way from the happy hours,

Down to the last of the last calls

And no, I don’t need no help at all

I’m a hazard to myself