Repeat Process

i guess it's been a year or two or three 
i let myself forget who i'm supposed to be 
lived for myself no matter what was said or done 
didn't give a fuck if i offended everyone 
another day still living in the gutter 
i never doubt i'm better than the others 
my actions prove me wrong every fucking day 
just watch me contradict every word i say 
i can't kick these drugs they're still kicking me 
if i could leave it behind who the fuck would i be 
defined myself for years by the rules i broke 
another drink and i'll forget 
if i can't remember how can i regret
another pill and i'll forget 
if i can't remember how can i regret
another bundle and i'll forget 
if i can't remember how can i regret