[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

[Illy:]
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

[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

[Illy:]
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

[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

[Illy]
This arm don't need no twisting
No doubts or second thoughts
I'd find trouble in an empty house for sure

[Sir the Baptist]
I'm a hazard to myself

[Illy]
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

[Sir the Baptist]
I'm a hazard to myself

[Illy]
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

[Sir the Baptist]
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

[Illy]
This arm don't need no twisting
No doubts or second thoughts
I'd find trouble in an empty house for sure

[Sir the Baptist]
I'm a hazard to myself

[Illy]
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

[Sir the Baptist]
I'm a hazard to myself