Is it bad that i'm 18 and dont know
what to do with my life
Is it bad that i have millions of
peers but not many friends
is it bad that i cant go to sleep without
hours of pessimistic thought.
Is it bad that i cant look at someone
without seeing the worst in them
Is it bad that i push away the people
who mean the most
Yeah, its probably not great
So this is the answer to why im bipolar
cant get through the day without feelings left over
I cant even think without getting all down
so what is the point of even keeping you around
I try to think that i do have it better than most
But really, I do and im not tryna boast
I cant stop thinking about what i should do
So maybe i should cut off all feelings for you
Is it bad that at the happiest times of my life,
i still cant put on a smile
Something goes right
and i fuck it up
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Terrace Drive
The old Metal Bridge
behind Terrace Drive
Our favorite spot in town
The stories of a band of brothers
just striving to fit in
with something other than their pipe
behind Terrace Drive
Our favorite spot in town
The stories of a band of brothers
just striving to fit in
with something other than their pipe
Couple lines, man.
As the night gets quieter
my thoughts get lounder
and the ocean air
brings up nostalgia
of the years gone by
and the times we've had
sitting in a basement
just wasting away
my thoughts get lounder
and the ocean air
brings up nostalgia
of the years gone by
and the times we've had
sitting in a basement
just wasting away
Freestylin. i guess.
so i have band practice tomorrow. and all we know how to do is play covers. better start writing again
its a whole new day
and a whole new year
lets make this one count, boys.'
lets make this one count
im tired of talking
im scared of walking
but something wont let me pursue
maybe its myself
maybe its you
but every time i live, i feel like im gonna die.
its a whole new day
and a whole new year
lets make this one count, boys.'
lets make this one count
im tired of talking
im scared of walking
but something wont let me pursue
maybe its myself
maybe its you
but every time i live, i feel like im gonna die.
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