walking back and fourth down a crowded street 3rd time today, don't let it get to me talking to my self trying to work things out what goes up must come down I lost track of all my friends It's another late night throwing up again try my best to make things work i couldn't keep it up, it always fell apart Fell off the wagon always out of step throwing all i got into a single bet fuck cash live fast kid, if you're ganna die young, you better learn to feel alive It's another shitty suburb it's another run down street when did apathy and irony become the our mentality? waking up at 3 pm it's another whole day that i wasted sitting around just wasting space i don't know what i expect to change Fell off the wagon never fell in love fuck girls i want drugs fuck cash live fast kid, if you're ganna die young, you better learn to feel alive It's another shitty suburb it's another run down street when did apathy and irony become the our mentality? It's another shitty suburb it's another run down street when did apathy and irony become the our mentality?

another year has gone by and i'm feeling less alive i use to thrive off making mistakes getting shitfaced with my friends but all my friends have learned their lessons the ones that didn't have been arrested it seems the world has gotten colder and all my friends have gotten older but i can't bring myself to grow up and i know i'm not alone Somewhere down the line i fell out of step my head is wrecked i guess i'm doing alright nothing good is free my priorities are fucked i've got everything i need but nothing that i want getting drunk off my ass in the rain being loud starting fights on the train skipping class and wasting my brain sit on my ass and waste the day sit on my ass and waste away just sit around and waste away My lungs are still breathing so i guess my heat's still beating so i guess i'm still alive i want to be more than "Just surviving" i want to be stoked on life and thriving make the most of everyday and watch the darkness fade away and i know im not alone

we called it quits we cashed in i'd sell my soul to be young again useless paper with presidents time flew but i don't know where it went

I can't keep my head above the water never finished what i started you tried to make me listen but it didn't make a difference made me promise made me vow to get a job and mellow out i guess that i fell short i didn't give up... i just got bored fell in love you broke my heart i moved up north and sold my car i aint been making progress but at least i made an effort things have changed they've gotten weird i've lost the things that i hold dear that's the way things go you live, you love, you lose, you grow

when i was a kid a couple friends and i were having so much fun until the cops showed up they asked us to stop and if we were the kids that spray painted all the cocks all over the high school we said "no, it wasn't us" They said "we're not that stupid" we were hoping that they were we were way to obvious i guess i've gotten smarter but i still aint learned my lesson spent most of highschool in and out of detention learned to steel and i learned to cheat only kill when i gotta eat but i'm so hungry yeah i'm starving for attention i need a crowd i need recognition i need everyone to listen i've got nothing to say i guess i'm drawing a blank this almost never happens i'm just having an off day

fucked up, angry, and restless i haven't slept in days always in last place, never the best bet i guess i'll never change but you knew i had a problem even though i tried to hide it there's a demon that's inside me and i'm trying my best to fight it when we met, we were kids so confused, so innocent i made promises back then i did not intend to break i stayed young and you grew up i moved north, we grew apart i've been trying to sober up but this shit is so damn hard i'm self-centered distant and scattered spend my time thinking about shit that doesn't matter and i know i'm young but i wont be for long thought i'd stay 16 forever turns out i was wrong it's the middle of the winter and i've come home to visit but everything is different and everyone seems distant where did all my friends go? i don't see anyone i know they're all so dull and lifeless that i can't call this home just a year ago we all were just losers getting fucked up in a trailer talking shit about the future egging houses, break mailboxes found happiness, forgot it now we're betting all we've got trying to win back our losses.

We said we'd run away but we never got that far we pissed away our futures and just yelled at passing cars said that things would change when i left that fucking town but i'm still just getting fucked up on another dirty couch i don't know if it's just me but i always feel alone i barely saw my friends time that i was home you said that i had changed that i'd become someone else before you think you know me, you better know yourself

my bones are on the floor you say that "i always want more" but i was lying when i said "you would see my face again" I'll change my name to john smith buy a trailer and get hitched to a girl with dirty shoes i guess bad things come in twos we're white trash through and through with crooked smiles and dumb tattoos and i aint ever right i guess i'm wrong all of the time but it's hard to keep things straight when the sun don't ever shine i've been trapped down in the dark for a couple months it seems i've learned to sit up straight shave my head and forget my dreams i'll wash my clothes and get a job it's time to grow up i'll wash my clothes and get a job it's time to grow up i'll rip my jeans and skin my knees pick up bad habits start smoking cigarettes start drinking alcohol have fun and forget it all i've got some things i'd like to do but i never follow through i've got problems with apathy but that's just one of those things i'll never understand i guess it's better off that way i'll never understand i guess it's better off that way

we drank till we couldn't see straight good times followed by headaches tripping over words. aint learned to shut our mouths no control over what comes out i pace back and fourth and try to cal down it'd be easier if you could help me out you buried your head in the sand you tucked your tail between your legs when i needed you most you ran away i moved across the country ditched my friend to make some money the things we joked about as kids aint so funny anymore. we thought everything was fun i guess it was, but now it's done i moved on while you were stuck last thing we said was: goodbye

We said we’d never be like them That we’d never get a job You went back on what you said Trying to pay for what you got now you're working 9 to 5 killing yourself to stay alive It’s been a rough couple months You’ve gotten strong you’ve gotten tough but it aint Enough I miss when we were kids When I think about the things we did We were so happy were so young We were so beautiful so dumb Didn’t care at all didn’t give a fuck It’s been a rough couple months And I’ve had Enough Okay I get it Nothing stays the same But don’t you forget it We said we’d never change We’re growing up Getting jobs and moving out Gotta pay the bills Pay the rent pay for the house We use to have fun Get drunk and get loud In case you forgot I’m still making noise I’m getting loud Making noise I’m getting loud I’m headed back to my hometown We’ll have a drink we’ll have a laugh We’ll reminisce about the past It’ll be to cold to swim but I hope we still try it It’s been a rough couple months and I’ve had enough I’ll be home in a couple days Let’s all hang out get drunk go skate If we can manage not to fight We could have fun for a couple nights Lets burry the hatchet And forget about what happened Stop talking shit about each other We’re family We’re brothers

I hope i'm not washed up i spent a few months less than sober did my best to not get older i'm and asshole i'm a wreck all these girls think i'm a dick when i'm drunk i let knem know i think their haircuts look like shit i've been here once before been face down on the floor making promises and vows "i'll never return to this crowed" different names but the same faces all these kids want to get famous i think i am so different but i can't be positive I aint a saint Lord knows that I’m a sinner I left behind the ones I loved in search of something more take it from me the other side aint any better the grass aint any greener and everyone you meet is a stranger I aint forgot that conversation We had in your shitty car Swaying back and fourth just pouring out your heart I said I’d always be there I guess I fell short I left behind the ones I loved in search of something more I’ve had to compromise and sacrifice to get this far in life If I don’t sell my soul before I die the lord will be surprised

We’ve been walking for miles By the passing cars We’ve been talking for hours About nothing at all you've been making me nervous said you're sick of this town we've been walking in circles Think it’s time we get out I’ve been tossing and turning Most of last week I get anxious and worried Can’t get to sleep My head has been spinning I’m tired of it I’ve been so fucking dizzy Just want it to end

don't walk don't walk away we've got all the time in the world and a place to stay pictures of lost friends saved text messages will bring us back to a place we never should have left i'm lost i'm lost again i left a trail of bread but i burnt the bridge i pictured this different practiced it. made it perfect wrote it down. tried to live it. thought i'd do it, but i didn't walking back and fourth through an open door i had everything i wanted but i wanted more having fun wasn't always such a chore felt so alive. now i'm on the floor walking on the edge of the world trying my best to define god but i'm just taking stabs in the dark the world is just concrete and shitty cars talking at the top of my lungs i guess yelling is a better word about how i'm sick of this town sick of myself guess i'll never learn my lesson you can't find the truth if your eyes were never open i've been saying shit just to say it making things just to prove that i'm still here well, i'm still here

we talked about how scary 2012 might be but now it's here i changed my clothes, changed my hair, i changed my home address an if i died this year, i'd be pretty pissed cause there's a few things that i wish i did there were a couple things i missed i should have worked a little less i guess that's how things go never make my move always take my time i'm always sitting on the sidelines we talked about how scary 2012 might be but now it's here i always say "next year will be better" i went to college for a secure future but i still have the same problems i'm never satisfied settle down with a cute girl but then i leave the next night shit gets so boring shit gets so boring we talked about how scary 2012 might be but now it's here and what if we die tonight? we might die tonight should have bought less stuff should have had more fun should have done more drugs should have spread more love should have spread more love i should have spread more love we might die tonight probably not, but it could happen we talked about how scary 2012 might be but now it's here i've been writing songs i've been making art about an ideal i can't nail down never satisfied don't know what i want maybe i should think less about it and i'll happen just let it happen i never let it happen i always work so fucking hard we talked about how scary 2012 might be but now it's here when we were kids, we would play guns you shot me down, but you helped me up you said you can't play guns by yourself you need someone else in order to have fun i can't remember the last time i even have fun seems like i'm always working or just making up excuses like "i don't have the time" we talked about how scary 2012 might be but now it's here i'm sick of trendy kids that are jaded and think it's cool to be apathetic they wear the same clothes they tell the same jokes the punchlines are the same they're always ironic they roll their eyes when they look at me they quote someone else to tell me what they think they think they're sick they're just-a-buncha-dicks we talked about how scary 2012 might be but now it's here when i was in high school i'd spike my hair i'd wear combat boots i thought that's who i was it was just a costume i tried to remember why i first got into punk it wasn't about this shit it was about having fun having no one telling me what to say or what to paint we talked about how scary 2012 might be but now it's here i don't want to be original just want to be comfortable being myself i want something to love something to fight for don't need your cash or your money i just need something to believe in. i believe in you do you believe in me? does it even fucking matter what other people think? we talked about how scary 2012 might be but now it's here when i was a kid i was so certain of what the future held, but now i aint sure seems i write a song about once a year they all have the same consensus (it sucked) I listened to them yesterday they made me sick they're so negative i hope i got that out of my system we talked about how scary 2012 might be but now it's here i use to write such short punk rock songs they had so much heart. they had so much love blah blah blah blah blah.... fuck and i fit it all in ten seconds blah blah blah fuck fuck fuck blah we talked about how scary 2012 might be but now it's here it's really here get me out of here this place sucks for real. just get me out of here get me out of here this fucking place blows and nobody has fun anymore and thy're always talking about where the best party is at and who's got the best drugs and how fucked up they can get and who's fucking cool and who sucks and how much money they made last week and how much money they'll make next week and how their new fucking job is going i don't know what happened but nothing's the fucking same and i don't know if it will ever be but for now, i'll just hold out and kind of hope that things turn out the way i wanted them to when i was younger i hope things get better