You keep hoping you'll wake up and have the answers to your life. The more you search, you find the reckless driver of your mind. You think if you keep trying to figure out where it all went wrong.
Power to the positive people. Please push your panic buttons. Stop the press, it's those hypocritical judge. And condemning preacher, with pens behind the desk.
There's a very peculiar way you see the world. You scan it through a pair of colored lenses. You package it neatly in your head. Choose to see it the way you want to.
There's something lurking behind those non-chalant eyes.. I start to ask myself. If it's really worth my time to analyze. The ugly things about you.. .
Tilo - power to the positive people please push your panic buttons. Stop the press it's those hypocritical judge and condeming preached. With pens behind the desk.
I get tired of thinking of what I don't want to be. I need a career but the thought depresses me. I see commercials for Devry and ITT. But they just make me want to go back to sleep.
Here's some music to crash your car to. Ain't no use its to fast to undo, crash, crash. 60 shots of Jack and I feel you. Equilibriums off and its pure pandemonium.
Keep hoping, someday you'll have it all. It keeps your mind chasing dreams down it's slick and darkened hall. You just can't be happy with what you got.
The other night I couldn't sleep. Thinking about everything and nothing. Were they a bunch of pointless thoughts that repeat. or were they trying to tell me something?.
I don't deny I'm in the public eye. Seems like 24/7 being watched by a spy. Makes me wonder why they don't live their own lives. . They're not news reporters, they're full of bullshit and lies.
I'm gonna hang out with myself.. I won't be in debt to anybody. Or have to worry about pushing anyone. 'Cause I don't want them around.. . And everybody around me has told me things that I don't believe.
I've got too much going on and I don't know what to do.. The pace is getting frantic, everything is falling through.. I'm way over my head and the load is way too much to bear..
Can't you see our generation's going down the tubes?. The more we keep looking back we can only lose. Remember when we were kids hanging out?. Feeling alright thinking we're on top?.
You could understand that we didn't see eye to eye. But when you left me. It really hit me. You're gone. I'm revitalized. . You knew how to push all my buttons.
I search for what is right and with everyday I fight. For what I feel needs to be done. The years keep slipping by I try to. Get the most out of my life.
I'm trying to move ahead without thinking of what I left behind.. But it doesn't do me any good.. There's peices of the past that come up and make it hard on me now..
[Originally by Black Flag]. . I'm about to have a nervous breakdown. My head really hurts. If I don't find a way out of here. I'm gonna go berserk, 'cause.
We were so caught up in being afraid. We lost control and slipped away. But was it worth lashing out?. Did it comfort you with overwhelming doubt?. . Look at the mess we made.
I ask myself honestly to evaluate what I see.. I have so many doubts about you that are eating at me.. You can talk all you want, but your justifcations absurd..
I am on the verge of losing self-control. Pacing through the living room. Ready to put my fist through the wall. . Step back you're in danger baby. The pressure is too much for me.