Mark Hoppus - L.G. FUAD lyrics

Let's get f**ed up and die I'm speaking figuratively, of course Like the last time that I committed suicide Social suicide Yeah, so I'm already dead On the inside, but I can still pretend With my memories and photographs I have learned to love the lie I want to know what it's like to be awkward and innocent Not belligerent I want to know how it feels to be useful and pertinent And have common sense, yeah Let me in, let me into the club; cause I want to belong And I need to get strong And if memory serves I'm addicted to words And they're useless... In this department Let's get f**ed up and die I'm riding hard on the last legs of every lie And the BMX bike of my life is about to explode I'm about to explode I'm a mess, I'm a wreck I am perfect, and I have learned to accept All my problems and shortcomings Cause I'm so visceral, yet deeply inept I want to thank you for being a part of my Forget-me-nots and marigolds And other things that don't get old Is it legal to do this? I surely don't know It's the only way I have learned, to express myself Through other people's descriptions of life I'm afraid I'm alone and entirely useless... In this department Let's get f**ed up and die For the last time with feeling, we'll try not to smile As we cover our heads and drink heavily into the nights That still shock and surprise I believe that I can Overcome this and beat everything in the end But I choose to abuse for the time being Maybe I'll win, but for now I've decided to die Sister soldier, you've been such a positive influence On my mental frame If I could ever repay you, I would But I'm hard up for cash And my memory lacks Initiative Goddamn The liquor store's closed We were so close to scoring It hurts It destroys 'til it k**s I am tired, and hungry, and totally useless In this department