Texty: Untitled. Lost.

Everyday it's he same old bullcrap
I wish I could escape from it and you
Why did I have to wake up.
I said someday i'd start a band..
be like Kurt Cobain,
save a bunch of souls,
show everyone at home that i'm not a falure.
But I could care less about the future,
cause the future's dead as I don't care.

And soon I see her...
In the distance it's her...
And everything falls the back of my mind,
and I wanna start the band just to impress her.
But then... I do something dumb...

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And I don't remeber what I said,
or anything that I did, even though I wrote it in my songbook I,
am dead inside, and so is all my life,
I crawl away for good as I play guitar
my mind splits in two,
now i'm not making any sence
any sence...

Too late to stop and tell her that I like her
I am confused, scared out of my mind.
Breathing in real deep,
scared to take a single step,
scared i'll do something dumb.
And i'm scared to step any closer,
cause I already fell down the stairs, as she
sat and laughed.

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And now I fail to be anything,
and I can't see anything.
I sit in my room and wonder if she
thinks i'm dumb, and worthless.
Then I write this song,
and dream of playing it for her.
Though I know she'd laugh in my face,
but who cares, cause i'm not strong
anyway.

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