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but i know we'll be okay one of these fucking days. but i know there will be those up and downs no matter where we go. so no matter where we go our hearts
along we're to blame. punks start dealing with their own white privilege. we tell all the boys to stop being so aggressive. actually giving a shit about the place we
crashing down so i hope to echo the statements. i hope that we'll be searchers pursuing solution but i hope i have the context right. so as we try to
that you love you say wont feel the same way. so move out. move on. fall deep in love with your meaning. and if we haven't found it. i hope we can all
you're still like you. we're still living under the same sky. but these parking lot lights block mine. and we'd like to think that we've changed. but
you to. and on and on and on. coming to you from kids who fuck up. oppressive thinking lives inside you and me. indoctrinated. we always fuck up. we have to challenge who we
we hope there is solution in these days so we wait for new ideas to get us away. where to start. where to break and let go. where to move. where to look
move in time with our moving words. ideals blurred within reality. well that's reality. your daily dose of disappointment. its who we are not where we
more fucking day. pick up the pieces and remember that we'll always struggle. and hold on to the moments that hold meaning. so no matter where we go all