Today just feels like a wasted day Wrote a song but crumpled the page Bought smokes with scrounged up change Walked down the street and thought about the way Maybe I’m just at that age Every place feels like a cage I can feel this pressing weight Of a world full of worry, in the vacant age I just can’t see How anyone would wanna live this way Maybe I’m just at that age But I don’t think I’m ever gonna change Gotta find an outlet for that rage Or I’m likely to combust Which voice in my head should I trust? Just because I scream I know that doesn’t mean My words are getting through To any of you I hope the world isn’t what it seem All I can do is dream Because the future’s looking bleak Our vision is blurry and our wills are weak We follow rules we swear that we hate We destroy faster than we create We know things are wrong But we duck our heads and carry on We build it up just to tear it all down We can do something great but I have my doubts Because our mind are corrupt And it seems like people have given up We’re all planning our escape route Looking for a way out Of this cylcle of these slums But our get away driver never comes Were all ready to start new But we’ve got to pay our dues So we accept what we’ve become Talk about “someday” but it never comes Got a bunch of junk mail for every letter that I sent A pile of plastic for the money that I spent This is not the way for me So just stay away from me I wish I had one response to the letters that I sent Something to show for the time that I spent Thinking of what to do Instead of standing up and starting to move

We all get together To make it all better But for what? But for what? We’re just young And we’re just drunk So we dream in dark basements And we don’t’ give a fuck we are striving for something But we aren’t sure what Well what if we stood up? What if we showed them our guts? Let’s get off our asses I’m not asking for much Cuz I swear we can make the changes In ourselves and in the world That we scream about That we dream about In these basements If you’re near me If you can hear me If you feel how I’m feeling You can tell this is hell and we can’t fix it by screaming The voice of reason Will be labeled treason Muffled by the absurd it will go unheard I’m told to quit my belly achin Quit my trouble makin’ But this has to be done Were all very sick We just cover up the symptoms Theres no need for a cure Because the money’s in the medicine The money’s in the menacing ways They distract us from our fate The get us to do what they say Push illusions of freedom on a pack of slaves And make children pledge allegiance every day Everyone wants to be normal But I can’t see why Not me Not me Because normalcy is complacency We’re all very weak We’re licking our wounds But we don’t know our own strength They’ve got us subdued In times like these it’s hard to find People who are really alive Because everyone’s asleep With their eyes on a screen But if your hearts on fire And you can feel the coming disaster If you swear to no god And you answer to no master If you can’t stand the way the world is but you dream enough to see how it could be how it should be If we shook this apathy Because our reality Feels like dystopian stories Were living what Orwell warned us about The whole world has gone insane The lies are deeply engrained and our time is running out So if you’re pissed, than raise your fist Against these tyrants kings and capitalists Who seem to control everything and everyone Were underdogs but we have common ground Were all tired of being around We can never lose if we act as one Tonight We’re gonna fight Like we’ve got a chance to win If we die At least we tried At least we never gave in Our colors will show The world will know The thickness of our skin Tonight We’re gonna fight And we’re gonna win

When I read “Private Property” A sign stapled to a tree I think that’s got to be The worst thing I’ve ever seen So I go right on by That no trespassing sign When you disregard the rules They no longer apply How dare you tell I’m not allowed To use these feet to walk around This ain’t your world, I live here too We belong to the Earth, it don’t belong to you I was layin on th beach one night starin’ up at the sky Trying to clear my mind until a cop rolled by He said I had to go inside Or I would be fined What a terrible crime I am not an American I was just born between some lines in the sand War is just another team sport Root for the home team, fly your flag in support If the natives of this land knew what we white devils would do Maybe they would have been a little hesitant To show us around and be so generous They loved land, respected every living thing But we slaughtered them all, happy thanksgiving! Genocide is genocide, They all died, our history books are full of lies You say I live in the home of the brave Where all the people pay to be slaves Where the only thing people care about Is the contents of your bank account You say I live in the land of the free Where they can lock me up indefinitely I won’t be hard to find when they come for me I’ll be screamin’ hypocracy And if terrorism is the act of inciting fear I’d say we’ve got plenty of that right here Because I am afraid Of this monster that weve made In the USA Red white and blue are the colors of freedom But when they’re flashing and you see them In your rearview mirror You are stricken with fear Its clear there’s no freedom here

I am a man of many faces But I only display the cowardly one I acknowledge the pain and the sorrow But I’m too busy having my fun to help anyone As for my beliefs well don’t ask me Just talk to my friends and enemies Their words are the closest I’ll ever come To the convictions I can’t hold because I’m too numb C part I’m always embarrassed and feeling disgraced I feel uncomfortable in every place I don’t want to sound ignorant so I’ve got nothing to say But I keep on trying, I guess that makes me insane I can’t think and I can’t breathe I can’t stay and I can’t leave I can’t sleep and I can’t dream I can’t believe that I’m so weak I’m always figiting, my nerves are shot Living life at the bottom of the coffee pot I’ve got my comforts, sugar and cream None of this is real, I must be living the dream Another bandage is not what I need In order to heal, I’ve got to bleed All the songs I hear and all the books I read Are all telling me I’ve got to flee C part So I run like hell but I can’t tell If I’m chasing a dream or I’m being chased Do I have a destination Or am I running away But if I stop my heart will burst into flames My bones will break and my voice will shake My whole body will disintegrate I’ll hide my shame by crawling into the grave I’ve been doing the best with what I’ve been given But what should I do with everything I take? I’ve bent all these rules but they’re bound to break And so am I, I need a break Everything I do is half hearted every feeling I have gets disregarded This will end just where it started With nothing

I’m really worried about the way My little brothers sit infront of a screen all day They never go out and play on a sunny day They’d rather sit inside and play video games At this rate they will never learn How to be kids, get dirty and hurt Having no imagination will effect their lives I tell my mother that I’m worried, she changes channels and sighs Mom, if you’re listening now, I hope you know it’s because I care I’m singing this song to cry out to you, because I am really scared Of what this world of ours will be like if we live our lives through screens I just don’t want the people I love To become machines I’m standing against a whole generation Of brain dead kids all across this nation Who take it all for granted and have infatuations With a shiny little box of instant gratification Can’t you see that these devices are distractions From the beauty of the world and human interaction It sounds like a joke but the robots are taking control Our brains are dead but we continue to scroll So if you are listening now, I urge you to put that cell phone down Take your blinder off and look around, see the sights and hear the sounds If you can break those chains you will clearly see, theres more to life than that fucking screen We are human beings we are not machines

Lately I’ve been talkin’ a lot about who I’m gonna be Talk all day and night about the future that I see But I’m starting to realize that nothing’s gonna happen Nothing’s gonna change unless we but thoughts into action I’m getting sick and tired of these kinds of days When I just sit around and prophesize but I don’t do a damn thing I’ve got to confront the two sides of my brain If we’re gonna be what we want to be we gotta make a change I like having fun as much as the next man And I try to raise the issue But all my friends are doing keg stands Im just as guilty as the next man But if were gonna make a difference We’ve got to head in a new direction Music switch up Slower part: I am tired of lying in every song I write I am tired relying on the system that I fight I’m tired of being denied my human rights I’m of letting other people control my fucking life I’m tired of rich assholes who think they represent me They tie us down and shut our mouths and we worship them at rallies They take private jets while we struggle to survive They keep us stupid so we’re easy to control, so we believe all their lies I don’t know when this madness will stop I’m tired of always being scared shitless of the cops Because if they want, they can lock me away And if I fight back, they’ll shoot me dead, and everyone thinks that’s okay I want the courage to stand up for what I believe And that means we got to mean it when we scream FUCK THE POLICE Because if a cop was here right now, I would be quiet That fear is what keeps us here instead of standing up and starting a riot I’m tired of staying in one spot I’m tired of pretending I have one good reason not to quit my day job I want to do what I want until the day I die Because this life of mine means more to me than a fucking dollar sign I’m bored of all this safety and security The routines instead of dreams, the monotony for commodities I’m tired of being told I can’t change a thing And I’m tired of being bossed around by tyrants and kings I want to know what it’s like to be free And I don’t mean the indoctrinated fairy tale that this country claims to be I’m tired of screaming for help, waiting for someone else I’ve got to find my own way out of this hell, so I keep singing to myself? I want to finally practice what I preach I want to live according to my own philosophies I want to stop saying I want to and say I will I’m trying so hard to feel alive, it’s gonna get get me killed It’s hard to be a martyer Whey you’ve got nothing to die for It’s hard to be an honest man Unless I call myself a liar It’s hard to write my own story book When I have no idea who I am And it’s hard to say I’m a loner When I‘ve got so many friends It’s hard to change the world If I never even give it a try It’s hard to be a hero If I know I’m not the good guy It’s hard to be prince charming With no damsel in distress And it’s hard to accept applause When I know you’re not impressed

I’m big ball of indecision I can’t chose my kind of hypocrisy I’m a liar and a poser Everyone here is better than me I’m just the loudest But I’m just as lost as anyone else I may hear your words But I’ll never know what you felt I’ve got just enough potential To piss it all away I am destined to disappoint you I’ll have no profound words on my dying day I understand less about the world With every minute that goes by I’ll never be as wise As when I was a kid staring up at the sky A self depreciating song Doesn’t mean I’ll change a thing I don’t know what to say That is why I sing Woah If you write the word verse above some random ramblings It suddenly becomes a song So I picked up a guitar And I beg people to sing along If you put a few chords behind your internal struggle People seem to pay attention And maybe since I’m singin’ it Somebody will finally listen To my meaningless message About what is and what could be Get involved in my self indulgence So I can burn out fast and die immediately I don’t know why you’re listening to me I don’t know any better than you I don’t know a Goddamn thing And fuck anyone who says they do Even though I question myself I’m not givin’ up on my dreams I just can’t find any answers That is why I scream If you’re looking for some famous last words The final lines in my suicide note If you need something to write on my tombstone Let it be this, and I quote: Woah

The moon is looming over Frowning and drowning in all the city lights He used to illuminate the night But now his shine is obsolete I used to admire the big buildings But now they make me feel so small Trapped and lost and clostrophobic Choking on exhaust fumes and smog The bustle is so loud I can hardly hear the music in the clouds My thoughts they drown In the harsh machinery sounds of this town Hard strum The map in the stars is overpowered by these glowing towers They write out a warning A tour guide to our doom that will go unseen Is it too much to ask\ For a patch of grass to rest my head on Nothing I can say Will reverse this concrete blanket so vast and gray All these walls they block the view they squew the scenery there is an imbalance this is not the way the world should be I used to admire the city But now it makes me realize The mess we’ve made of this beautiful place Our filth even reaches the sky Hard strum This planet is a prison I feel so restricted in the atmosphere I need to ponder on some distant stars Because it’s too late for us here All is concrete Not a patch left of green What’s left of the Earth Is left broken and dirty howling fro mercy Star gazing is my only escape The only way to ignore our fate But if I lay in the street I’ll get hit by a car I just want to lay with the stars

We were all lost souls Searching for meaning to replace Our troubled minds and wonderlust A finish line in an endless race So we started an army We recruited and embraced If were gonna start a revolution Were gonna need a home base For the thinkers and dreamers The poets and screamers The soap box preachers And the hopeless believers Lovers and losers, all are welcome here If we work together there’s nothing to fear Fuck ups and boozers our time is here just bring your passions we’ll supply the beer All I desire Is to be inspired They will come If you start the fire I’m doing better than ever If I’m only as good as the company I keep For the first time in my life I can’t wait to wake up when I fall asleep I’ve always had a place to stay But they all made me feel alone I’ve had plenty of houses But now I have a home If I haven’t made it perfectly clear I love all of you I feel like the end is near Because this seems too good be true I’ve always had plenty of friends They’ve always been good to me But now I know what It’s like To have a family

I’m not greeting anyone but my hands are shaking And when I said it couldn’t hurt I must’ve been mistaken I try to spark a conversation but it leads to the weather I try to form an opinion but someone else says it better Its hard to justify playing preacher to you When I don’t have a clue myself, what can I do? All this nonsense has got me thinking Life’s a musical, and I’m lip syncing I know what must be done but can’t find the time Because meaningless tasks and distractions occupy my mind I’m using my youth as a lousy excuse To sit idly by Im tying myself a noose The only thing I do is feed my addictions But change seems strange when you afraid of your own convictions I guess I’d have nothing to sing about if my life were perfect But when I think about the future I just feel sick Someone once told me: There are 2 kinds kinds of people in this world The blissfully ignorant and the dreadfully informed Well I feel dreadfully ignorant I don’t know what’s worse I also feel alive and inspire but sometimes it comes as a curse My mind has made up it’s mind, my body feels the pull But I feel helpless here and my fears are powerful Knowledge is a burden, but a responsibility too They fuel a raging fire inside me and you But we try to dose that flame with a bottle of booze Screamin “The world is so fucked up, we might as well be fucked up too” *** Blood is thicker than water but this liquor is thicker still If you wanna talk power struggles lets start with power of will We use these booze as a crutch but it makes us fall over I mumble when I’m drunk, but even worse when I’m sober All I want is for everyone to have a good time But I’m afraid were gonna burn out before we get our moment to shine I know people are evil, they’ve destroyed the world and I hate it But I can’t say I hate something without trying to change it How can I say I hate everything, I’m surrounded by people I love I mean that with all my heart, but I’m calling our bluff I know were all worm food and this is all meaningless We are a mutation on a hunk of rock floating in they abyss Well let’s create our own meaning and cherish the beauty that’s left Lets take advantage of this before we catch up with death I can think of so many reasons to love your life but I never have been one to take my own advice