O.D.A.T. (One Day At a Time) II

[Verse 1]

I wish for happiness

When the numbers on my timepiece line up

I know it's stupid, but just in case

I keep it going and such

All I wanna be is happy, all I know is

I probably can't be

So I take it ODAT...

Treadin' the floods, like barely

Can it be, that I just lack the strength

To face up to my demons?

Feelings got me screamin, demeaning me

Scheming on a way to leave 'em...

But I can't do it - treason

Can't keep doing this - believing

That I'm a Bad Boy, with No Way Out

Ready to Die...deceiving

When I write it all down, I think

Damn...that's pretty dark

With all this off my shoulders

Would it be a walk in the park?

Tryna get it off my chest

My heart, it's ripping my ribs apart

Opening me up...maybe

I just need, a bit of a, fresh start

But where, what, why, and how?

Questions got me feelin down

Screaming at the top of my lungs

But no sound. Am I suffocating?

Get to defibrillating

Oh wait, it’s just another day

Take your medicine

Head down, and on your way…

One Day at a Time

It should be simple enough

But minute to minute

I’m second guessing, assessing

And fighting the urge to give up

What would it prove?

What would you lose?

What about those around you dude?

Plus, if you keep fighting

It gives you some verisimilitude

What the fuck does that mean?

Oh, the appearance of truth?

Maaaaan, you can’t worry about

How other people see you

Just be true to you

Your partner, fam, people: your crew

If you got ‘em, but if not

Just do what you gotta do…



[Hook]

One Day at a Time

It should be simple enough…

But I’m caught up in the middle

Of the riddle that I’m livin...

One Day at a Time

It should be simple enough…

Gotta keep moving

Keep pushing, keep feeling...



[Verse 2]

Self-medicating, jury deliberating

Everyday I’m tryna save face

But end up, just losing patience

What do you do when it’s like

You’ve got nothin left to look forward to?

That’s a vague-ass problem...

And there’s more important things to do

Then one day you think

Why am I keeping myself from the brink?

Just to work, then sleep, then work...

Then what? I guess think?

About my morality, mortality

The point of my battle, see?

Don’t know what I’m fighting for

It’s confusing, but I guess I’m tryna be…

Better than, what I’m currently

Thinking maybe I should try

A little harder...

I just want ‘em to say

“He was a good guy,”

Even though in my head

I’m convinced, it’s only kinda true

Like what a politician feels

And what they might say in an interview

Maybe, I’m just an interlude

In somebody else’s story…

And there’s nothing more here for me

Except the glow of their glory

But listen, oratory’s my territory

So I try to just talk it through…

And over, the sound of the space

Between me and you

Cuz if I’m debating the point

The who, the where and the why?

It’s you and it’s here, or there

But it’s not, and I’ll be alright

Despite, slipping and falling

And struggling, to stand back up

Try to just, dust yourself off

And keep moving, you’re not stuck

It might feel that way; sky’s grey;

Flipping through a calendar

Couldn’t find a date

Alternating between, self-hate

And feeling great…

With you, as a piece of the puzzle

The picture, it became a bit clearer

But now I’m back to square one

Looking in that rearview mirror...



[HOOK]



[Verse 3]

It could all be so much better

But sometimes, pain comes from pleasure

Might see it coming

But it’s tough to forecast

The bad weather

One of the hardest truths to face

Is that: “Life Goes On,”

That is to say: nothing you do

Can’t be moved on from

But sometimes, it feels like all there is

Left to life, is just living

The same old existence

Dealing within depression’s limits

It’s got me feeling so low

That it’s like my matter don’t matter

It’s like how and why?

And who gives a fuck what?

Everything just makes me feel badder

Scattered my thoughts, extremes

And mean...so it seems

Like maybe, I hate myself

But it’s a little complicated

Well, don’t recognize, who I used to be

Who is this that I’ve become?

Thinking about it all’s

Got me feeling pretty numb

Pretty dumb; speechless

Even though it happens every time

I’m losin’ focus

Feeling like a damn punchline

I know it could always be worse

But that don’t make it any better

When you’re pickin’ up the pieces

After crumbling to pressure

Whether or not, you’re ready to move on

The past is gone

And it’s not comin’ back

No matter what I write in this song

Who knows, what it all means

Without whatever the future brings?

But maybe that’s enough of a reason

Now, to keep moving…

And pressing forward

Bored with how the game is being scored but

Gotta make some changes

Rearrange and get yourself in order

If you're struggling day-to-day

And got, dues you're tryna pay

Remember: we’re all, taking it One Day At a Time

Okay?



[HOOK]