Syke! Life Is Awesome!

Lyrics for Syke! Life Is Awesome!

I sat along the rocks and watch the cold Maine water rush away The sun and my guitar and I knew what you were doing yesterday You broke those promises but I'll get over it 'Cause as long as I'm breathing fresh air I don't really give a shit But I'll get mad for the next ten years, but realize sometimes things are great I didn't have directions and I hadn't eaten anything all day We sucked a fat one and wasted a hundred dollars just to play I ate a bag of peanuts right before the windy road And I couldn't drink a thing all night bcause of the vomit in the back my throat And you gave me your sweatshirt and your number, sometime's things are great You don't own me! You don't own me! I worked my ass of my entire life to accomplish my dreams It started happening and everything got bastardized by greed I said "pull this shit over and let me out I swear to fucking God I'm fucking giving up right now" And now I've got a brand new start, I remember that something are great Scream it in apartment halls Shopping shit in shopping malls Take a ball point pen and paint the inside's of your eyelids with the constant reminder: You don't own me. You don't own me Then I was underground without food or sunlight or encouragement Depression set in 'cause I was a product of my environment And then the other day, you said "Jeff, get in your car" Pick Glenn Tillbrook up from the hotel, drive him to the bar He wore a t-shirt just like me and wasn't on his phone And for fifteen fucking minutes I had a conversation with a hero So I'll be mad for the next ten years After that I'll drink some beers until the bar runs out of beers Prepare for the next twenty-three years 'Cause if I wasn't a fat kid in high school I would have never listened to punk rock And if I knew how to throw a football I would have never played any music And if never got my heart broken I would sing "blah blah fucking nothing." And if you didn't fuck my ex-girlfriend I would still owe you three-thousand dollars And if I never lived in that van, then I wouldn't have met Chris or Steve or James, Alex or Middagh And if I never worked in a basement I would have never quit my job And if I had a big emo band or dropped out of college I would have never met you, man