For my whole life I have heard a song
A lullaby you once sang
For my whole life I have relied on myself
But now I need your help
For my whole life I have heard a song
A song my mother once sang
For my whole life I have tried to think for myself
But I won't get any farther without your help
All my thoughts relate to sick things
Those dreams we dreamt came from bordering countries past the barbed wire
Where the trenches were dug when someone else built the country while we slept
Now we are awake but we don't recognize ourselves
They have torn up our streets, burnt down the playgrounds
Where we hung out as kids
How ever long you have come
It is always longer still
There was a light that never burned out
In the songs from my childhood
For my whole life I have relied on my luck
But I can never get myself out of this
All of our ideals come from the eighties
Now we are thinking of travels, White Nights, Ian Curtis
Are you Michael Jackson or Machael Bolton
Are you Pepsi, do you have Cola
Are you lonely in your nakedness, your bruises and calluses
You have goosebumps because you are freezing, is this the best that life had to give?
However long you have come
It is always longer still
All my thoughts relate to expensive things
Oh baby where have you been
We have already lit the grill
We have waited here in the rain for something that is not happening
And will never happen
It is just a vague feeling
Of something lost
That we wasted our best times on jealousy
We have not come far
Those 999 things I will never get to do
That adds up to 999 worse things I did
Those 999 things I will never get to do
That adds up to 999 worse things I did