Yeah, hardcore skater used to be. One of few who inspired me. To get into the punk rock scene. The year I turned seventeen. . Our first song ever Danny wrote.
I know I get what I give, since I don't feel too good. Guess I don't give much, maybe I just wanna live. I knock on wood every time, I feel human touch.
For six weeks I had this job cleaning the local hospital. The pay was okay, but I didn't like to swab. So I changed it for my bass guitar. Boredom was my companion stuck to me like glue.
I think I'd been wrong in this family affair. Now, it's been too long, we got used to everything unfair. I'm out there tryin' to put on the charms. But inside I'm cryin' when I remember how you cut your arms.
I'm not harmonic. I can't reach self-esteem. That's quite ironic. 'Cause I thought I'd be living my dream. . I don't feel supersonic. I don't drive in the lane of whipped cream.
When I met you I said we would hang out everyday. Now I upset you from a pay phone on Queens West and Bay. . She's saying the words I'm saying have lost their meaning.
I always knew you were a keeper. Maybe not exactly from day one. Guess I never wanted it to be overdone. And even though you are a sleeper. Well, to me that's never been a crime.
Somebody told me I should get a normal job. If I don't quit the band I have I'll end up as a slob. But I'm not listening to no one. Especially not the people who aren't happy with their lives.
All I wanna do is live my life with you. And tall you've gotta grow, I'll give you H20. And all I want to do is live a simple life here with you. . I felt like Travis Bickle, tyrannical, lonely and blue.
See it in my eyes. See it in my eyes. . So now I got a black eye. Even though I never got smacked. But if I get a retry. Then I will try to give back.
Walking around the streets of Linn. Reloading batteries in my own way. Nobody around here would know who I am. That's okay. . I really wanna do something new, just anything.