Contemplating never waking up on time, up on time,
Out all night there's something that I'm trying to find, trying to find.
How come I wasn't this tall when I went to Westmount mall when it had it all.
I'm mad now, I'm pissed, I'm not fine,
I just can't find the time to accept my life's past trauma.
Don't miscalculate it.
My choice of words have had you so frustrated.
The situations gone, I'm back on track.
The state of us lately has been so wack.
Don't walk away, I'm scared you won't look back,
While I'm screaming to myself.
I've been such a nervous wreck.
Feeling grasps around my neck.
I'm sorry that I've never been cool.
It seems like life is just a game, and I'm just playing without the rules.
I've got one,
I've got one mistake on my back just from all the stupid rules you'd break.
Wars that we see on the t.v.
Wars in our heads that some choose to relieve.
Will you see me old and grey.
Or when I'm buried will you hear them say,
"Why was he so young? Look at what he's done. Why didn't he come home? Was he out there all alone?"