Texty: Buckcherry. 15. Onset.

The counter culture left us with some redness in the eyes
Faded jeans and politics and shooters in the sky
Diagnosed a menus and I'm broken in the mind
The doctor said the Ritalin would surely work out fine

You're always there, you're always with me
You always fill me up, it's scary out there
You're always fair, you always miss me
You always bring me love, yeah

Flower rich emotion and I can't control my mind
A drop of antimatter and I'll blow up all mankind
Maybe I am jaded, or I'm mean or I am blind
Live in fear or God is real, there's nothing left to hide

You're always there, you're always with me
You always fill me up, it's scary out there
You're always fair, you always miss me
You always bring me love

It's not the same living on the edge
I'm not the same so go ahead and ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride

You're always there, you're always with me
You always fill me up, it's scary out there
You're always fair, you always miss me
You always bring me love, never be scared

You're always there, you're always with me
You always fill me up, it's scary out there
You're always fair, you always miss me
You always bring me love, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah