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1 year, 2 months, 3 weeks, and 1 day
The heavy burdens of my past are forcing me to play
Exhausted from trying to outrun my past
I want to be free again, how long will it last
I used to get lost in the bottle and never had the courage to tell you how I felt
Sober words give me strength to shuffle the cards of life I have been dealt
Straight flush, five cards, all in a sequence
The power of love exposed my weakness
A memorable hand caused my identity to intertwine
I could never see it, because your love played with my mind
A broken heart offers a super power beyond something greater than I can see
I wonder if anyone will ever see their own freedoms in the words I speak