Off With Their Heads-I Am You

If you really want some answered questions
If you really want to know just what it’s like
If you really want to dig inside my head
Pull up a chair, I hope you have all night

I’ll tell you why I fucking hate my life
I’ll tell you why I can’t seem to get it right
I’ll tell you why I entertain the thought of dying all the time

There’s a little bit of me in everyone
Whether or not you admit it we’re all the same

I’m every morning you wake up alone
I’m every time you’re drunk and walking home
I’m all the tears you cry ‘til you can’t see
I’m everything you swore you’d never be

And the list goes on and on and on and on and on

I hate what kids pass off for “pop punk” these days.

Not to get even more genre specific but midwesterners do it best, add just enough grit to your pop punk

I don’t care what you say always and forever

D4 Period.