I’m not a special snowflake but if everybody looked and acted this way it would start to lose its charm There’s a reason that we find our friends in dirty basement punk rock shows and not everyday walking down the sidewalk So they might call us freaks or say we should act our age But all my friends are beautiful and I hope they never ever change And some of us might trade this angst and youth in for a 9 to 5, commute Start a family, i’m not judging I hope we’re happy And we will buy our children punk Cds and tell them they can live their dreams Grow up to be whatever it is that they wanna be And if anyone calls them freaks we’ll say That freaks are fucking beautiful and we wouldn’t love them any other way

If I could find the strength to leave my house I might be reassured that the whole world isn’t burning to the ground outside my door But it’s been so long since anything has gone as expected that i’ve learned to stop having any expectations And if everything went as expected i wouldn’t be half the person that I am So I might be better off, that my better half is dead Part of me wants to believe that everything is exactly as it seems but I’ve found so much comfort in complacency and denying my reality That I don’t wanna know who the president is I fell asleep before the votes were counted I’d rather stay asleep and dream of a world where we don’t need them Cause we might be better off, we might be better off, we might be better off without them If I could find the strength to leave my house I might be reassured that the whole world isn’t coming to an end outside my door But it might be better off, it might be better off, it might be better off if that were the case

I got sober intentions cause I'm always fucking sober and I have every intention of being your next crazy ex girlfriend no shame in saying it out loud and I didn't even like you that much, but I can't stop writing songs about you Hope you like them, hope you like them, hope you do Hope your new boyfriend likes them Hope he sings along with you And I got sober intentions but I'm stumbling drunk off anger I can't stop singing, I'm spitting words like fire straight at you I'm sorry if I burned your cute new hairdo And I don't even hate you that much but I can't stop being sad about this I have had it I have had it, I'm a mess I'm going crazy over a goddamn facebook status And I got sober intentions but I'm strung out on emotions I'm angry, inspired, I'm on fire and I'm sitting on my bed Throwing a tantrum while playing my guitar again And I don't even hate him that much but when you break his heart I hope he can't stop writing angry poems about it Hope he loves you more than I did

I've never been to jail So I guess that's not punk of me And I never hung out with crackheads Til I got in recovery And I have never lived on the streets Just in a car that my dad bought me but that Doesn't stop me from feeling empty Cause my whole family's rich And they enable me to fuck up my life And that might sound like the opposite of a problem so I guess I'm alright And all my friends at the recovery house are complaining that they cant get out cause They're never gonna get off back rent No they're never ever ever gonna get off back rent They're never gonna get off back rent And I'm never ever ever gonna finish my first step Whoa, oh Theres nothing like an NA meeting in the hood to remind you that your problems ain't shit I, I have a career And people think it's cool That I went away to college Cause I never cut school I sit in an office chair all day And complain about life But really I have no right And all my friends thing that it's real nice that I grew up with such a privilege But it's hard to admit that I'm powerless cause if money is power I got plenty of it But that dont stop me from doing something with my life instead of acting like a spoiled bitch Cause my daddy is rich and white but his money ain't mine no his money ain't mine My daddy is rich and white but his money ain't mine so I'm not fucking living like it is Whoa, oh Theres nothing like an NA meeting in the hood to remind you that you're white and privileged.

Gather round kids I'll tell you all some stories of what life was like before the internet we wandered round our neighborhoods aimlessly lighting things on fire and smoking cigarettes and your dad probably tried pot if he said he didn't then he is a liar he met your mom when she was passed out on the floor at a party and that's why they don't let you outside Oh gather round kids I'll tell you all some stories of what it was like before Facebook ruined everything we went to concerts to watch the performers not staring at a livestream on our cell phone screens we did nice things for eachother without posting about it on our status we got in fights and beat the crap out of eachother with our fists instead of through nasty comments Gather round kids I'll tell you all some stories of what it was like before Instagram ruined pictures we used cameras and got the film developed and people couldn't even hide behind filters now your dad is looking at porn on Tumblr and your mom is cheating on your dad through Tindr swipe right does anyone remember the days when we used to like to go outside? Gather round kids I'll tell you all some stories of what life was like before the internet we wandered round our neighborhoods aimlessly lighting things on fire and smoking cigarettes and your dad took a bunch of acid met your mom and they cut all of their classes went to a party and conceived you on the floor and that’s why they don't let you outside anymore yea that’s why we don't let kids outside

When I was just a little kid they told me to dream big you can do anything when I got older they told me to stop dreaming start being more realistic, make the coffee do the dishes but I can't seem to keep my head out of the clouds cause whats the point of living life to work until I die That can't be it and if it is then I want out and honestly I never had a dream of getting older but here I am what can I do about it, tell me what to do about it now Cause I never wanted to be every single stereotype of a white middle class 20-something pissed at the economy I never meant to be the epitome of a quarter life crisis and being a junkie didn't live up to the hype When I was just a little kid they told me I was special Then I grew up and found out they told that to every single one of us get addicted to our drugs then go away to universities where we'll sell you dreams then make you work for free They handed us an economy thats destined us for poverty then have the nerve to call us soft and lazy for complaining cause they're from a generation where you could be what you wanted to be but baby I'm a 90's kid, only 90's kids will understand this got bill collectors calling us to pay back student loans but they can't ever find us if we throw away our phones then we can sit in diners, drinking coffee smoking cigarettes outside look in each others' eyes without cell phone lights to hide behind and we can just kick off our shoes and make these sidewalks home we'll write songs and sing for food and we'll never be alone never be alone, never be alone, never be alone when we're with friends and we'll never owe shit to anyone else no we'll never owe shit to anyone else no we'll never owe shit to anyone else no we'll never owe shit to anyone

You told me once That you never say you’re sorry Cause if you never apologize then it means you're never wrong Well I’ll tell you what I see the flaws in your logic And you're wrong whether you like to admit it or not Your biggest flaw Is believing that you have none We are only human you are not an exception to the rules And rules were meant to be broken But I don't see the benefits in leaving things unspoken So if I had one thing that I could say to you It would be that I am sorry But I can only be myself to a fault And for that I’m not sorry My biggest flaw Is believing that I have too many It's like the weight of the world is crashing down on top of me I can't breathe Barely make it out of bed some days But saying that out loud Is the first step towards changing Everything that I hold true and believe in Is subject to revision faced with new information Still I cling To old habits and self loathing To numb the pain of knowing I’m the source of all my problems and I Put things off until it’s way too late to fix them Can’t seem to help it procrastinations so addictive This was all fun and games until I tore down everything x3 That held me back To all the kids Who are beaten down and hopeless Forced to live in this society that we believe is broken I hope you know That you are not alone in this We’ve built a scene on tolerance and it’s far from perfect But can we try To see past all our differences Even those who we believe are wrong? To look them in the eyes And forgive them for their flaws Cause they are only human after all And the only thing I don’t want you to do Is ever apologize for being you Some things you just can’t change And I’ve seen too many of my friends Drink or drug themselves to death To numb the pain of knowing we got ourselves into this mess Where in this day and age we still need things like safe spaces Because people still can’t tolerate people who are different And the way our system works Is destroying our planet And the human race might drive itself extinct before we get it Cause we Put things off until it’s way too late to fix them Can’t seem to help it procrastinations so addictive And it’s easier said than done That we’ll get it it tomorrow when tomorrow might never ever come This is all fun and games until we tear down everything x3 That keeps us all from loving ourselves This is all fun and games until we tear down everything x3 That holds us back

This city isn't big enough for the two of us, so one of us has to go one of us has to go This city isn't big enough for the two of us, so one of us has to go one of us has to go don't care about the old girlfriend, gonna find myself a new girlfriend and it's on to the next one, on to the next one don't care about the old boyfriend, gonna find myself a new boyfriend and it's on to the next one on to the next one this city isn't big enough for the two of us, one of us has to go one of us has to go this city isn't big enough for ANY OF US SO ITS ON TO THE NEXT ONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE ON... credits from This City Isn't