ok ok..* Hanging over a few lines and still I'm bored Swallow pills and chase them down and drink till I'm sore I read a book to stay awake But all the pages make me wait for something great
My real friends say I’m waiting for what started long ago And life is what you make of it So come on now, let’s go But still I'm bored lately, do you feel the same? Being alive drives me crazy and this worlds insane
I go to a party with an army of mindless fucks No one’s doing any no one’s interesting, so what? I go back home and write a poem but all the words seem dumb And I feel numb
Come on be straight Do you really expect me to believe what I can't see? Come on be straight Do you really think this was, really think this was mean to be? Come on be straight