One thousand songs could turn a person blue
Ten thousand hours could do it too
And I don't want to think about
The countless thousand words that I spit out
Every hour
Don't let me make it sound like I believe
That every second's just some stupid fight through misery
Honestly I wonder if I got my sh** together
And I left, would I miss my friends?
I would never answer that, it's crippling, it's a heart attack
Some things you just don't say
I can feel the earth; it's shaking
Gla** is breaking, people taking stock of what they've done
My life has never flashed before my eyes
For that I'm glad that I am blind
Because what I'd see is a mystery to me
And what I've done is nothing to build a legacy on
If I may be so bold as to a**ume that I'll grow old
And nothing huge goes wrong and all my threats stay in their songs
I hope that I remember how to read
And I hope that I still have my memory
Because I'm only twenty now and it's a struggle to go out
So I'm scared by middle age that I'll have nothing left to say
I hope that I remember how to read
And I hope that I still have my memory
I'll know I wasn't right, so the older me will like
To hear reminders of his youth he spent hiding from the truth
That opportunity is in everything you can see
One thousand songs could turn a person blue
Ten thousand hours could do it too
And I don't want to think about
The countless thousand words that I spit out
Every hour
Don't let me make it sound like I believe
That every second's just some stupid fight through misery