My diction creeps up at my doorstep, and impulse is my guideAnd I'm unsteady with my footsteps, and I like to get highDecisions have not been my strong suit, and I'm quick to decideDecisions with little regard to my mental designAnd I buy my groceries with EBT, and I cheated on my SATAnd I fall asleep to the sound of the TVAnd I buy my groceries with EBT, and I cheated on my SATAnd I fall asleep to the sound of the TVBut it's all goodYeah, it's all rightYeah, it's all goodYeah, it's all rightYeah, it's all goodYeah, it's all rightYeah, it's all goodYeah, it's all rightAddiction crept up at my doorstep, and I let him insideNow hand me the scalpel and the forkAnd I try to remember, but I forget how to justifyAll of my vices and missteps, just a part of the rideAnd I buy my groceries with EBT, and I cheated on my SATAnd I fall asleep to the sound of the TVAnd I buy my groceries with EBT, and I cheated on my SATAnd I fall asleep to the sound of the TVBut it's all goodYeah, it's all rightYeah, it's all goodYeah, it's all goodYeah, it's all rightYeah, it's all goodYeah, it's all rightYeah, it's all goodThank you.