Texty: Dag Nasty. Minority Of One. Bottle This.

So tired of trying to keep up with someone else`s pace

you got a new tattoo, but the same old face

complacency is the enemy and I`ve been acting old

there`s got to be more to life than doing what we`re told

you can`t bottle this - it always slips away

shut out - of a dream we had not long ago

there`s nothing to prove, nothing to show

we`ve been told all this before

so why am I still keeping score

constraints are all around you every single day

when you`re feeling overloaded you can`t run away

and everywhere you go there`s another wall in life

no matter where you look there`s no end in sight

you can`t bottle this - it always slips away

shut out - of a dream we had not long ago

nothing to prove, nothing to show

we`ve been told all this before


and I`m still keeping score

I understand you`ve got pressure`s

but I can`t accept your reaction

it`s been a long road

is it all a distraction?

birth, school, work, death

these are things we all have to accept

and sometimes it feels like you`re hitting a wall

I can`t make sense of it all

shut up!

it`s another time and another place

get a different view and a brand new take

it`s a brand new day, it`s a brand new day

brand new day

it`s a brand new day

brand new day