It's no surprise the boy's got blood shot eyes, he needs it to survive
Don't think about your friends; don't think about anything at all
Don't think about tomorrow, repeater, repeater
Don't think about this evening, repeater, repeater
And none of us lot know
What is good for us or what were dealing with?
Still helps us to cope
With liars and thieves in tow
No surprise
Can't believe what they're gonna write
Take this ride
If you know yourself all right
Tonight I'm looking for a change of plan
Something just as attractive
As easy to get into as hell
I
Don't want to fall into a wishing well
Fishing for coins
I've been drinking
To save myself from thinking
About everyone who lives in the same boat
And I have grown to hate
The smart and sometimes brave
So jump the arc
It's not that great