In The Shadows Of Peers

I grew up in the shadows of peers
Shackled by my many fears.
They always seemed to be good guys and babes to me,
Living luxuriously, sipping arrogantly on their sweet tea.
Yeah, it so often seemed I was a-sinkin',
Even when tryin' to make 'em disappear by blinkin'.
What was I to do, much less to say,
When it was just my inner demons who wouldn't go away?

I've been down what Mr. Harrison called Bullshit Avenue 24 years now,
And so far, I've done nothing but kiss its ass and then take a bow.
I thought I was alone, but apparently I was not.
I had some admirers who'd be damned to see me rot.
With a lil' bit of coaxin' and a-brainwashin' to boot,
They helped me up by digging me a new hole to plant my root.
I was non longer in the shadows of peers,
Nor in sadness did I shed anymore tears.
You can't live a long life without a few good friends,
For they are, indeed, Godsends.