We race All day To make Our way How do We know When we Can stop We build We break Destory Remake When we drop We will Be listening to MellowHop I wake up dazed from dreams of amnesia All I want is synesthesia The month of February sounds like A frown and a ghost town at nine at night Reclusive I exclusively let loose in the studio Can't say hi to two dudes I don't know New perspective every week Is anyone else bored, or is it just me? Never felt right praying nor paying attention I give thanks for things that I'll forget to mention I'm only certain of one thing Our generation will have no philosophers Always talking Taking risks Facebook stalking Slitting wrists Skipping breakfast Sleeping late Feeling restless Gaining weight Future artist Pseudo-starlet Little bastard kids And harlots Wearing flannels Buying viynls Fake tanning Failing finals Future business MBA Merry Christmas I'll have it my way I'm only certain of one thing Our generation will have at least one to song to sing We race All day To make Our way How do We know When we Can stop We build We break Destory Remake When we drop We will Be listening to MellowHop We go to sleep bloated and loaded with melotonin And our serotonin's back where our serotonin's capped We're oh so alone with a bone to pick We assume it was all easier in ninety-six Grey sky demise- never been outside We'll blame it on our allergies and not our lives Living in the suburbs backyard fenced-in Or living with our mothers xbox champions Never felt right running we rely on our cunning When the fun runs out we can make more money I'm only certain of one thing The future, will be easy Stealing music Getting healthy Reading comics Marry wealthy Power brunches Power naps Invest on hunches Sit on laps Flirt and text And wink at strangers Walk away Avoiding dange Staying up for Planet Earth Don't waste my time Cuz nothing's worse Let down friends And tell them lies Go to parties In disguise Banker's son With starry eyes Condescending Almost wise I'm only certain of one thing My generation is amusing We race All day To make Our way How do We know When we Can stop We build We break Destory Remake When we drop We will Be listening to MellowHop

Everyone I know is inherently self-interested That includes me because I’m talking bout myself Eco-friendly ego-tripping over our own words Pitying myself because who else will But I find I’m less impressive When I take the right perspective Some fish in the deep sea, yeah they’re bioluminescent You may light somebody’s life, But unless you can turn blue I’d love to discuss anything But things about you Spending your time dreaming that you were somewhere different Is like watching your favorite film and wishing you were in it There’s no such thing as plot, I learned when you told me To give it all up this rush to get to know me Every word I’m using in my musings has been written Where can I bite your neck that hasn’t been bitten? So I’ll think and I’ll brainstorm till it rains in your sleep Who gets to take your wisdom teeth and why can they keep em? You tell me that you cry to yourself for no reason Power through the loneliest hours of the evening Listen to Almost Live until you are almost alive When you wish you would die head outside and greet the season To your parents and therapist you think you’re disappointing The former don’t matter and the latter’s just for informing If you can’t tell it yell it I’m a yellow-bellied coward So we’ll scream all our findings from the top of a tower Pretending I don’t care when my jealousy’s palpable I’m passive aggressive with a stutter words are a mouthful Cybermacking racking up the girls in my friendzone I tend to be the safety when you end up in your endzone We’re forever faithful just the same and I’m helpless because I think I’m addicted to anyone who seems selfless Medicate, meditate one in the same We struggle to convert our words to try to explain I’m a realist and idealist by my nature I’m confused Always searching for a purpose when I’ve better things to do You tell me that you cry to yourself for no reason Power through the loneliest hours of the evening Listen to Almost Live until you are almost alive When you wish you would die head outside and greet the season To your parents and therapist you think you’re disappointing The former don’t matter and the latter’s just for informing If you can’t tell it yell it I’m a yellow-bellied coward So we’ll scream all our findings from the top of a tower

Seventeen for another seventeen days Trying desperately to think of at least seventeen ways I’ve helped somebody out, As I walk by your house I know you’re home But it’s okay that you don’t want to come out I don’t think humans were meant to think deep Because the shallower the person, The easier they fall asleep And I can tweet myself Until two thousand and thirteen But I’m following the leader and It just isn’t working Tired of excuses and ADD meds But without them I am useless And get stuck in my own head A prison full of four letter words And thoughts of having sex Two-thirds of my innocence gone But I won’t lose your respect Store bought food for thought is feeding the youth This consumerism is a tumor The humorous truth I want to be lied to That life will be a breeze But it will be okay Today I hear the wind blow through the trees And I think we’ll all die in Firey devastation Till we masturbate and blow away The last civilization Like a finger to a scab We’ll see blood but won’t feel bad And we’ll assume tomorrow’s coming Cuz it’s never let us down And if we all make it We’ll sift through our naked pictures In the downloads folder To a song that brings relief Like nails on a chalkboard Or the grinding of teeth It doesn’t sound pretty To hear I’m turning 18 Walking out the door with him mouthing I wish he was you Leading me on, playing the system, like school girls are taught to Being gamed like Ender and I will never forget Yeah I will always remember you as my biggest regret Overdramatic conflicts like James Bond flicks Wishing I was Bond, James Bond for one of them blonde chicks Feeling like the villain in the movie of my life Stopping me from what I want Halle Berry as my wife Playing lottery scratch cards and rationing my luck Saving tickets for rainy days, whatever gets me up Need a win in that department Or any compartment in my life Where I store all my emotions Just like bottles of spice Two pinches of paprika and one each of bored and lonely Stoned face like the Mona Lisa, watered down, boiling and phoney Now it’s to the point where Holden Caulfield wouldn’t kick it Gotta peace out of prep school And tell the kids where to stick it And I think we’ll all die in Firey devastation Till we masturbate and blow away The last civilization Like a finger to a scab We’ll see blood but won’t feel bad And we’ll assume tomorrow’s coming Cuz it’s never let us down And if we all make it We’ll sift through our naked pictures In the downloads folder To a song that brings relief Like nails on a chalkboard Or the grinding of teeth It doesn’t sound pretty To hear I’m turning 18 Apocalypse now I would rather it be later Cuz I never bothered looking At the front page of the paper Suddenly I count But don’t count on me I am only counting days left Until I'm free But if we all make it We’ll sift through our naked pictures In the downloads folder To a song that brings relief Like nails on a chalkboard Or the grinding of teeth It doesn’t sound pretty To hear I’m turning 18

I kissed you on the cheek instead of the lips I don’t mind I told you to love him cuz I thought you did You will find love I’ll take you to serenade you any day I’m not busy When you’re far off with him, do you think of me Will you miss me? I haven’t really thought this through I don’t mind love I know you’ll find love I’m not busy I know that you’ll miss me Tell me what is false And if you are true But I’m no longer, no longer expecting you I waited a week instead an hour I don’t mind I’ll sit down so you know you have the power You will find love I’ll be in hallway away from it all I’m not busy If you walk out with him and I see you pass Will you miss me? I haven’t really thought this through I don’t mind love You will find love I’m not busy And I know that you’ll miss me Tell me what is false And if you are true But I’m no longer, no longer expecting you I’ll make sure you’re comfortable in your shoes I’ll go barefoot Show me your old photos from that camera we can’t use I won’t embarrass you He’ll give you his jacket and a heart to match it I’m not cold I only hope you’re happy with whatever you choose Love can’t be bought or sold Love can’t be bought or sold (Chorus)

Hoped that I wasn't too late Kept trying to tie my tie straight Prayed it'd all go great On our first date We rode our bikes down to the pier I spilled my ice cream on you dear Oh god I'm so nervous When you are near me Frantically finding small talk Tossed pebbles in the water from the docks You tried to skip a big rock It only dropped Just like the story I told you It was a flop and you had no clue Anti-climactic first date What were we doing in the first place Throw me in with the rocks you're tossing And I will break the ice I got class but no tact and don't act fast But I'm pretty sure I'm nice Take me as I am darling I can tell no lies Don't need a ring just tell me everything I'm pretty sure that will suffice

We shoot zombies when I walk you back Sleet, hail, or snow we launch our attacks And we are deadly in the dark and they never see us coming Till the bells toll 12 and they send us running I check the overhang for ice while you watch and laugh We share my a blazer as a blanket too embarrassed to ask Are you cold and if so, then where would you like to go? So instead I scratch your back relax and let the night unfold Spent far too long listening to pity me songs All these winterbeats hindering me Feeling Super duper single whistling porno intro jingles Now I know that you're thinking of me Tried to resurrect the dead in me- electrofolk therapy All these winterbeats hindering me But seniorspring's in my step and darlin you are the best Where oh where would I be My mixtape's in your ears while you count sheep Meanwhile I dream up lyrics and fumble with a beat Sorry you meant the rents so soon, my mistake Didn't predict dinner would double as our second date You watch bad movies with me and bring friends to see my plays You smile and nod politely at the stupid shit I say I wish I knew astrology but I'll make up our own stars And thank my lucky ones as I point up to mars My mixtape's in your ears while you count sheep Meanwhile I dream up lyrics and fumble with a beat I fumble with a beat, I fumble with my feet I fumble with every single word I speak Spent far too long listening to pity me songs All these winterbeats hindering me Feeling Super duper single whistling porno intro jingles Now I know that you're thinking of me Tried to resurrect the dead in me- electrofolk therapy All these winterbeats hindering me But seniorspring's in my step and darlin you are the best Where oh where would I be

Hated it here wanted to survive Made it through the fear, now I'm alive I've been patiently waiting for The bad to end to start creating More time for friends before it ends More time for rhymes and lines in pen More frisbee games and warm spring rain No time to waste till we graduate Freshman year was fear and loathing Hated bros in preppy clothing Scared of where my life was going Happy light was always glowing Anti-depressants and methods of coping But lessons were learned and I guess they're worth knowing Homesick alone and I couldn't get over it Nobody helped me but everyone noticed it That's how I thought and I stuck to my reasoning Seasons went by and I miserably greeted them met a great girl who challenged my world view Met a great drummer and started a band Music and girls- my life was anew I convinced myself that I was the man Then when she left I was rudely awakened and Finally realized that I'd been mistaken My grandfather passed and I couldnt stop shakin Thought of all of the things that for granted I'd taken But I was so used to whinin and complaining That I never got it till my friend explained it "you've been talking about yourself a lot Maybe you can try and be happy for other people Chill out appreciate all the that surrounds you, Cuz.. we have it good, y'know?" Hated it here wanted to survive Made it through the years, now I'm alive I've been patiently waiting for The bad to end to start creating More time for friends before it ends More time for rhymes and lines in pen More frisbee games and warm spring rain No time to waste till we graduate Class of one-two I wish I knew you better Never thought we'd make it four long years together Whatever the weather may bring in the future For now we got sun and I'm choosing to use it We're dirty and bloody and muddy and loud And always in trouble but never mind how Straight-laced and brace-faced we started this race Untamed with no shame we are leaving this place Wide-eyed and tie-dyed and frelky with pride Tell us we can't and we wont be denied Get tans and we'll hook up and we'll fall in love 8 weeks of summer camp can't get enough We'll hug and we'll cry and then we'll see goodbye And I'll see all your face five years down the line "We made it, so I guess it's on us now right? We gotta make ourselves happy now that we're grown up, But what does that really mean, y'know? Peace." Hated it here wanted to survive Made it through the years, now I'm alive I've been patiently waiting for The bad to end to start creating More time for friends before it ends More time for rhymes and lines in pen More frisbee games and warm spring rain No time to waste till we graduate

Six rusty strings Are the very last things keeping my mind at ease I heard the news today That you had passed away Never to paint another picture You crossed the ocean 86 years ago this may And you were only 8 How did it feel? Six rusty strings Are the very last things keeping my mind at ease I play the blues today News fresh you'd had passed away So many stories Left to say You almost drowned In the tiny creek behind your house You met the tallest man earth Your name in black ink on a big tattoo Will never say what I wish I could have Said to you Your painting of dusk headlights the fall Still hangs proudly on my wall Next to the glacier and golden gate bridge I wanna see the things I know you did Your name in black ink on a big tattoo Will never say what I wish I could have Said to you

Lend yourself to me Your heart is your own Six days or six months Your love is a loan Payments are overdue Bills on the table I won’t get over you I won’t be able to Tomorrow I take All my love to the bank So I’ll pour my soul out to Empty the tank In the home you provide me You heat my whole heart Make it light up inside me And tear me apart Refuse not to smile Enjoy what you have If it’s downhill from here Then the view ain’t so bad But at night on the 12th of June All I will see is you I could never undo I won’t be able to Tomorrow I take All my love to the bank So I’ll pour my soul out to Empty the tank In the home you provide me You heat my whole heart Make it light up inside me And tear me apart You’re scared of leaving And I’m scared to stay But the price of love is steep And we all have to pay When payments are overdue Bills on the table I won’t get over you I won’t be able Tomorrow I take All my love to the bank So I’ll pour my soul out to Empty the tank In the home you provide me You heat my whole heart Make it light up inside me And tear me apart

I’m the first one to say I’m a little bit bitter But I appreciate the small things all things considered Transatlanticism, and rolling stone Plans I can never finish, and night drives home Take my advice I’m not using it right now Find a place you love and never settle down Take a Polaroid picture of the fall’s red leaves Put it in a letter in December then send it to me This is original and I feel free It’s the dead of darkness It’s the dead of darkness For the first time in my life I can finally breathe It’s the dead of darkness It’s the dead of darkness Fast yellow flashes and tall oak trees It’s the dead of darkness It’s the dead of darkness Your hand on my knee from the passenger seat It’s the dead of darkness I’m alive to see it I’ll be the first one to hop into a time machine To stop erasing and wasting the very best things Speeding home to your parents wine Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind It’s frozen outside we’re snowed in tonight Put a WHY? Record on and tell me lies You’ll pretend the moment’s beautiful, I’ll think that you are The dutiful friend who only goes so far This is original and I feel free It’s the dead of darkness It’s the dead of darkness For the first time in my life I can finally breathe It’s the dead of darkness It’s the dead of darkness Fast yellow flashes and tall oak trees It’s the dead of darkness It’s the dead of darkness Your hand on my knee from the passenger seat It’s the dead of darkness I’m alive to see it I’ll be the first one to clink and say my resolution Yeah the problems stay the same but I have a new solution Read as much I can over winter vacation Until I can uncover what was Lost in Translation I’ll write a million songs because I never want a real job I’ll discover the universe in Calvin and Hobbes But every second better be better than the last I’d hate to spend a second of my future on the past

I take it easy and I go hard But I'm still uptight I'm sleazy and chivalrous A summer knight I'm in it for the glory Or at least a good story What should I write down tonight? I could write pops songs all day long And play with dustup drops Till rave kids call me bass god I'd rather make your head nod Or at least I'll make bedrock So knock knock Open up the door to your closed mind The let me step inside I'm too nerdy for Fergie And I am dirty but she's dirtier Pop stars are good with their words But I am wordier I'm flintier than t-swift but still on that b-list Not your best bet to write the next hit I'm a davy jones believer Just not in justin beiber I'm a chris brown beat-hound: golden retriever Step into the club, five foot eight inch No bottle full of boob just a t-pain migraine I never make my music for a place i hate and if this rap is inaccessible then that's okay I doubt you'll ever see an article about me Or a hosted blog post to boast about my CD I'm knee deep in lyrics and even deeper in spirit And if you're swimming in the shallow end Time to get out my friend Little bit of Anticon, no parts Akon Little bit of self-pity little bit of james bond Little bit embarrassed I'm an upper class white kid Appreciate my parents though cuz i was raised right kid Might kid around about it when the mic's in my hand But at night when I write it I am serious man I'm not the most paid or the most played most days Not quite the musician that I wish I was Not in the position that I wish I was But it'll come to fruition like it always does I don't blame you if you think my beat's lame (pop songs, pop songs) You will never hear this on the radio waves (pop songs, pop pimples)

The only lonely boy at the amusement park Sharing the ferris wheel with his shadow I tend to get that feeling when it starts to get dark I no longer get mad though and I sing when I sad so I go Doo doo doo da da da da da dada Welcome to the first track where you learn that I can rap It's been in me since infancy and the Wilde has hatched They say I'm spoken word and that I'm broke and I'm a jerk And I say words will never hurt me but they'll shatter my confidence Welcome to the carnival of sounds in my brain Step right up and pay admission I'm so glad that you came To your left are David Cohn and Yolf Wolf, and Tom Delonge They've agreed to meet and greet you and then bring you along and Take a little a pop punk, drop the bass, and add funk and you're halfway home in the back of the trunk You gotta think too much and drink too much but not till you're drunk I'm the most modest dude I know But honestly though Can you blame a crazy person if he kills all his beats? No! I'm just messing around Fell off the merry go round One two to many times While headbanging to its sound The only lonely boy at the amusement park Sharing the ferris wheel with his shadow I tend to get that feeling when it starts to get dark I no longer get mad though and I sing when I sad so I go Doo doo doo da da da da da dada Your average urban alien white hetero homo sapien Better at sexting it to you than saying it from next to you And yes I do think you have me pinned The introvert who can't commit Self-deprecation skills are shit Updating my page on a phone in a subway station Saying I'm seeking a muse who's seeking cyber validation I know just why I'm a clown I made a list and wrote it down It's the music I listen to And channel for sounds The xx is for sex and I Bump Why? to cry to Serengeti for my z's and DFC is for my mind Das racist for complacency And blazing for k. Flay And blink-182 is why you hear me at all today Now you've been into to the Wilde And I hope I made you smile Call me Alexander Supertramp I'm leaving for a while. The only lonely boy at the amusement park Sharing the ferris wheel with his shadow I tend to get that feeling when it starts to get dark I no longer get mad though and I sing when I sad so I go Doo doo doo da da da da da dada Do you ever stay up late nights Saying mediocre rhymes in bed? That’s what verse three is: Supertramp’s dead I never got a guest spot- no tour plans No tour vans, indie bands and rest stops, man Connoisseur of disappointment Making music only for my own enjoyment I guess I got my health And acute knowledge of self Getting down down down On myself, like I’m in a submarine In the twilight zone of my youth Seeking the truth or a beautiful scene Easily upset in the early onset of morning Telling myself to quit music, using my play count as a warning Pop stars, bankers and captains of giant oil tankers Are things I know I’ll never be, and for that, I am thankful And for that, I am thankful And for that, I am thankful

Say three things a day Every night for a year That you're happy that you have That keep you happy that you're here Overhanging out under real stars and the star projector Vinyl record spins, getting what you give Reading the classics but taking breaks for prison dramas Learning from pretty girls who always stood me up Getting over myself, sucking it up Playing with still time Swimming in the spring time Tossing the disc, dirtying my feet Days alone in the studio, slaving over the beat Spray paint murals in the rock band room Sledding and getting over feelings of impending doom Accepting sleep deprivation because of a good conversation Learning to ice skate first encounter ice breakers Moving in and year-end packing Competitively slacking Complaining about the food Complaining about prudes Complaining about dudes Complaining about anything the changes in your daily news Say three things a day Every night for a year That you're happy that you have That keep you happy that you're here Dishes got done Wishes come true Finally fell in love First kiss watching kung fu TED talks and Longs walks In the woods Like thoreau Never finished one But I get what his books show Love the look of white lights bright in the night mist Watching those hips tight dress twist This christmas you reside atop my wish list All of my friends eyes' are red Seven kids one big bed Thank god for lasers And surround sound speakers Wanna write soundtrack To help us fall asleep to If they listen They will know that this goes out to them It's their stoner summer anthem Loner lover anthem I wrote this song to make us happer together-let's call it tandem If no one understands it Then it's for me and I'll damn them Say three things a day Every night for a year That you're happy that you have That keep you happy that you're here