Nowadays I'm too cool for a girlfriend Nowadays I don't know when the world spins Live your life like we die when the world ends So it's alright every time we fuckin' break a sin Nowadays shit's not the same Life switch lanes, now these hoes act strange

At my command, Let the blood ov the infants flood the streets ov Bethelehem! Consumed by tongues ov fire Burning like Phlegethon Holy gardens reduced to ash Extinguishing light ov hope Bringing the end ov the days Words ov my gospel scattered

I'm all for you body and soul My life a wreck you're making I'd gladly surrender myself to you body and soul My heart is sad and lonely For you I sigh, for you dear only Why haven't you seen it I spend my days in longing And wondering why it's me you're

Every day I spend my time Drinkin' wine, feelin' fine Waitin' here to find the sign That I can understand Don't push your love too far Right now is where you are In a broken dream In the days between the hours

Them summer days, those summer days Freddie: Out of school, yeah Larry: County fair in the country sun Sly: And everything, it's true, ooh yeah All: Hot fun in the summertime x 4 All: End of the spring and

Oh oh, oh, at least I'm not as sad as I used to be. Have you ever wondered about our old nu-metal friends and what became of them? Turns out I saw them a couple of days ago, They were laughing and drinking and smoking and singing. C'mon, can you count

I'd follow endlessly to live the life I've seen Now every passing moment you die but one degree Shall I relinquish my integrity Thereby ensuring that I'll remain unclean Until my days filled with not untrust and fear I'll not make one vow to which I

It's never too late Maybe we'll turn it all around 'Cause it's not too late Even if I say It'll be alright Still I hear you say You want to end your life Now and again we try To just stay alive

I think I missed you just right I missed you on your weekend Whiskey Getting crazy at the bar I missed you running late on Sundays Sliding in as the preacher starts I missed you at my sister’s wedding I’d be lying if I said you didn’t cross my mind I

I ride east every other Friday but if I had it my way Days would not be wasted on this drive And I want so bad to hold you Some of the things I haven't told you Your mom and me just couldn't get along And I'll think about my life And wonder why, I'll