Like glasses Can't treat everyone like they're nothing Tell me why should we argue Over nothing when I need you like glasses When I need you like glasses Can't see without you can't be without you like Can't see without you can't be without you I need

I'm okay with who I, who I am today Wanna live freely, why isn't it so easy? I should read a book, but I keep watching this TV And I know this lifestyle doesn't really feed me I just tune out to the voice inside that's speaking All my little problems

(Fuckin' with the killas) Money and the power, money and the power I was thinking to myself, maybe I should seek some help Maybe I should blame myself My mistake in stealth is going away Is going away, is going away

Round are way the birds are singing Round are way the sun shines bright The paper boy is working before he goes Lying to the teacher he knows he knows He didn't and he should've Brought his lines in yesterday Ernie bangs the sound and the day begins The

If you don't like it Then try it Out here looking for the good life I'll believe it when I see it Tongue in my cheek and your back in my knife I keep pushing through, my eyes right on you Everyone says you should get away, fast as you can But I know

There should be laughter after pain There should be sunshine after rain These things have always been the same So why worry now Why worry now Baby, I see this world has made you sad Some people can be bad The things they do, the things they say

I've gone away Life's high's and crashing low's I've mourned the past and The death of yesterdays The one you seek Is no longer What tomorrow brings This burden upon my shoulders For I don't wish to carry anymore

We don't talk anymore, like we used to do Oh, we don't talk anymore, like we used to do Don't wanna know The way I did before I overdosed Should've known your love was a game Now I can't get you out of my brain Oh, it's such a shame We don't love anymore

Over the edge I feel, For you Don't worry 'cause I've got you Don't stress My life seems to be headed I am here at the crossroad I got my life as heading I don't know. Should I stay or should I go

La la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, oh Oh mama, actin' like my life's already over Oh dear, act your age and try another year As I'm getting older, chip up on my shoulder Rolling through life, to roll over and die Missing hippy Jon, salad days are