Bomb The Music Industry! - Syke! Life Is Awesome!!! lyrics

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 sh** But I'll get mad for the next ten years, but realize that sometimes things are great. I didn't have directions and I hadn't eaten anything all day. We s**ed a fat one and wasted a hundred dollars just to play. I ate a bag of peanuts before the windy road. And I couldn't drink a thing all night 'cause of the vomit in my throat. But you gave me your sweatshirt and your number, sometimes things are great. You don't own me! You don't own me! I worked my a** of my entire life to accomplish one dream. It started happening and everything got ba*tardized by greed. I said "pull this sh** over and let me out I swear to f**ing God I'm f**ing giving up right now" And now I've got a brand new start,and I realized that something are great. Scream it in apartment halls - Screaming sh** 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. Then the other day, I got in my 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 f**ing fifteen minutes I had a conversation with my hero. So I'll complain for the next ten years... And after that we'll go drink 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 f**ing nothing." And if you didn't f** my ex-girlfriend, I would still owe you three-thousand dollars. And if I never lived in that van 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 moved out of my house. And if I had a big emo band or dropped out of college, I would have never met you, man.