You're Not Salinger. Get Over It.

(albüm: Won't Be Pathetic Forever - 2008)

We're finding out some scummy fuck, just threw it in a 15 year old.
I mean come on man is that the life you want?
And they're tearing up these dead end blocks.
Revealing all the shit we wished we forgot.
In the shadow of this careless urban sprawl.

My friends and I we're all fucked on the inside [x3]
But we don't let it run our lives.

One day...
I'll cough all of this shit out of my lungs.
From second hand smoke in all night restaurants.
They'll be...
Up in arms over all the shit we've done.
'Cause we're getting out, we're fucking gone.

Caustic suburban sense of humor's gotten me in trouble,
more than a few times.
We're playing "Lucky" by Little League and,
fucking up until we get this right.
Just 'cause we're down doesn't mean we gotta stay there.
This fucking town is like a ship gone under water.
And we'll all drown unless we cut ties to the anchor.
We'd get swallowed here.

One day...
I'll cough all of this shit out of my lungs.
From second hand smoke in all night restaurants.
They'll be...
Up in arms over all the shit we've done.
'Cause we're getting out. we're fucking gone.

(So chin up and we'll drown a little slower hey...)
'Cause I'm bad at staying calm.
And I know this town's a time bomb.
And we've been dragging our feet too long, too long.
We've been sinking all along.
And we're gone, we're gone, and we're gone

One day...
I'll cough all of this shit out of my lungs.
From second hand smoke in all night restaurants.
They'll be...
Up in arms over all the shit we've done.
'Cause we're getting out.