I am so tired of living this
Silhouette of an existence
I've got no self control
No morals at all
I'm 19 and i do just as i please
With no sense of purpose or direction
I'm destined to fail
And make all the wrong
Decisions and choices
So who am i to say anything
To anyone about anything
Well, i don't want to be such a hypocrite
No, i don't want to be such an idiot
Well, i am