Hold on to your head Or it'll get lost like your old friends And make sure you remember all the good shit that you Hold close to your heart And you might get lost for a while But don't let it phaze you 'Cause although, you haven't heard a thing from your friends Doesn't mean they don't love you Make sure to sew up all the holes That through all these years have Spread throughout your soul And I'm done signing away my rights To the bullshit that you've fed me all my life And all this negativity That was taught to me as being so fucking cool Can only lead to sadness And bad relationships that you won't know how to mend You won't know how to mend And I've felt the pain Of eightteen years of shame And if I could go back It's almost as if I was better than that I would I would I would I would