Break it down,
we're breaking all around.
No one's safe and sound
and we can't find a way to win.
We're young and and we are bold,
terrified to get old.
We're screwing up the world
and I don't think we even care.
We're trouble,
a puddle
of angst is washing in.
Surrounding,
and drowning,
we've filled up to the brim.
I can't stand myself,
and I don't even care.
I complain about my life
when I don't got any strife.
yeah my life is 'pree good,
and I'm not misunderstood.
The world is like my stage,
but you where the same at my age.
Ignorant and young,
obnoxious and dumb.
We're trouble,
a puddle
of angst is washing in.
Surrounding,
and drowning,
we've filled up to the brim.
So,
we're driving you insane.
Like you'd rather slit a vane
then listen to another moment of our stupid smother.
We're trouble,
a puddle
of angst is washing in.
Surrounding,
and drowning,
we've filled up to the brim.
I can't stand myself,
and I don't even care.
We're trouble,
a puddle
Surrounding,
and drowning,
We're trouble,
a puddle
Surrounding,
and drowning,
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Song of the day.
4/21/2010
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