107 — текст песни (Less Than Jake)

Unless you could see inside my head
You couldn`t possible understand
I`m happier when things are falling apart
At the seams and you never know just by looking at me
And I`m strugn out on the future
And burnt our on the past
Sometimes I`d rather just burn this place to the ground
And y`know, it`s just may be me
But the parking lot with all those creeps
Keeps me convincing myself that I`m completely sane
And with sleep just over rated
And all of my ideals out dated
I know that I wouldn`t want it any other way
And I can`t explain why this races through my mind