107 - Less Than Jake

Unless you could see inside my head

You couldn’t possible understand

I’m happier when things are falling apart

At the seams and you never know just by looking at me And I’m strugn out on the future

And burnt our on the past

Sometimes I’d rather just burn this place to the ground

And y’know, it’s just may be me But the parking lot with all those creeps

Keeps me convincing myself that I’m completely sane

And with sleep just over rated

And all of my ideals out dated

I know that I wouldn’t want it any other way

And I can’t explain why this races through my mind