In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Saturday, December 1, 2012
when I was in high school
when I was in high school
I should have eased my pain
needle in my veins
mercy in the bloodstream
when I was in high school
I should have satisfied my needs
smoked the tumbleweed
started swimming upstream
way back when
maybe then
someone might have noticed me
when I was in high school
I should have played around
with every girl in town
consequences be damned
I should have made
my own rules
marlboros would be smoked
I'd take my daily morning toke
while the doors around me slammed
way back when
maybe then
someone might have noticed me
good behavior
never is rewarded
it passes unrecorded
as you fall straight through the cracks
it's a no-brainer
"the best years of your life"
will slash you like a pocket knife
and you'll never get them back
when I was in high school
I should have ran far, far away
no reasons I should stay
it was only wasted time
when I was in high school
I should have done all that I could
to escape the neighborhood
to find what rightfully was mine
'cause way back then
remember when?
nobody ever noticed me
nobody ever noticed me
(I was invisible)
nobody ever noticed...
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