The problem with me is: I was always a big fish in a small, stale pond Til I moved out to the city where I really got stung I'm a young, lazy bum who feels 106 Sometimes I wonder on the down low why I even exist
Should I go tell it to a shrink? I'm startin' to think That maybe I'm the only sane one in a world on the brink Can't relax, got my facts A void before nihilist It bothers me that I'm not bothered oh I really need...
A new attitude I need to get out my room Just want to play my guitar But it hasn't gotten me far I know it seems kinda sad 'cause things have gotten so bad Does someone know who I am? 'cause I don't know who I am
Yeah maybe I'm the hypocrite Walking contradiction, bursting out like a cyst I'm reading Tolstoy at the moment craving ascetic bliss I quit my job and drive my friends to clubs to down one more drink I try to fit in but the people here are making me sick Hey surely I can't be alone Please, someone hold the phone I see atrocities on T.V but I'm still too scared to go And put my neck on the line, oh Where's my spine, oh? I'm wastin' my time and I'd love it if you gave me a sign
Get outta my room I've got a bad attitude Just wanna play my guitar but it hasn't gotten me far I wish to taste the success Maybe I'd feel less depressed Sometimes I'm my biggest fan, sometimes I wanna give in
Could everyone get off my back Cut me some slack I took my shirt off in the yard, my shoulders were no longer golden Had a panic attack I'm still my worst enemy It's not as bad as it seems If you wanna come and stick a boot in, roll up, drag me
Outta my room I need a good attitude Don't wanna play my guitar 'Cause it hasn't gotten me far They say it pays in the end But I'm still stuck in a spin Sometimes I wanna grow up, sometimes I wanna give in
Who would have guessed I was a talented kid Who would have thought I'd make a mess out of it (x2)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
