You’d think I’d be a doctor by now
With all this self medicating
You’d think I was an x-ray machine
With everything that I been radiating

But I wasn’t born to blow it
But I wasn’t born to blow it

You’d think I was a master magician
The way that I keep disappearing
You’d think I was a bellboy
For all this baggage that I’m bringing

But I wasn’t born to blow it
I’m my own great destroyer

You’d think I was a prisoner
With all these bars that I walked into
You’d think I was the king james bible
With all this bullshit I been slinging

I wasn’t born to blow it
Don’t have a steady employer
I’m not a doctor or lawyer
I’m my own great destroyer

Honey, You’d think I was an astronaut
How I been acting so spacey
You’d think that I was a diplomat
With all the conflict I aint been facing
But I can picture a time and place
Where I can defeat this defeating side of me
And bury him out in the plains where the wind blows so wicked and wild

Can’t seem to get it together
Feel like I’m becomin’ untethered
And I’m not trying to annoy ya
but here’s comes the spoiler
I’m just my own great destroyer