Friday, May 20, 2011

The Rest of my Life

I fell asleep that Saturday
Underneath polluted skies
I walked alone in those city nights and I
Saw my esteem start to fall.
The emptiness starts to drown the quiet corners of this town tonight.
Late that night I made my plans.
It was the only thing I felt I could do.
I said good-bye to my best friend.
Sometimes there's no one left to tell you the truth.

It's gonna kill me the rest of my life.
Let me apologize while I'm still alive.
I know it's time to face all of my past mistakes,
They're going to kill me for the rest of my life.

This is my all-time low.
Somehow it feels so familiar, somehow it seems so familiar.
I feel like letting go.
And every second that goes by I'm screaming out for second tries.
I said good-bye to my best friend.
Sometimes there's no one left to tell me the truth.

It's gonna kill me the rest of my life.
Let me apologize while I'm still alive.
I know it's time to face all of my past mistakes,
I've got to live with them the rest of my life.

This is the mess I made.
These are the words I can't erase.
This is my life support shutting down for the final time.
And it twists like a blade,
It kills me for the rest of my life.

If you won't forgive me the rest of my life,
Let me apologize while I'm still alive.
I know it's time to face all of my past mistakes.
They're going to kill me for the rest of my life.

or perhaps...

I'm just jaded and bored always looking for more,
Waiting around for the next big fix.
I know,
I'm a wreck, I'm a mess,
But I couldn't care less.
I don't know what it would take to change me.
Everybody's so afraid to be different.
Please excuse me now if I don't get it.

I think sex is overrated,
So is always getting wasted.
Designer drugs and dead-end jobs,
And punk rock's getting so outdated.
I'm so sick of therapy
And all the things it's done to me.
How can I be satisfied when everything is overrated?

Maybe the problem is me.
But I won't make believe.
And I can't take this mediocrity.
What if this is a test and I deserve what I get?
Will I wake up with all the answers?
Everybody's too afraid to be different.
Please excuse me now if I don't listen.

I think sex is overrated,
So is always getting wasted.
Designer drugs and dead-end jobs,
And punk rock's getting so outdated.
I'm so sick of therapy
And all the things it's done to me.
How can I be satisfied when everything is overrated?

I can't stand the normal.
I can't stand the ordinary.
Find me anything that's extraordinary.
Show me something.
Show me anything.
Am I the only one?
AM I THE ONLY ONE?

I think sex is overrated,
So is always getting wasted.
My zero account balance is making shit more complicated.
I'm so sick of apathy and tv show reality.
How can I be satisfied when everything is overrated?