the death of a giant(in his own mind)
Goodbye everyone,
its been fun i suppose, i remember less than half of it, but something drove me on those nights till morning, so i suppose you all had something to do with it. we met in bars, on the street, by the beach, in clubs, at shows, in your room, anywhere they would take us at all hours. we harangued the law, common decency, and our parents expectations. but im tired of sleeping on floors and chasing trains and sharing cigarettes and buying beers. im bowing out, the most ungraceful of us all, i hope i gave you a sense of freedom, i hope you broke a mold seeing my mania. it wasnt free, it wasnt as easy as i made it seem, ive got scars, and ive got stories and broken hearts in my wake, but i dont have any friends left. the miles have taken their toll, and i miss everyone too much and we cant talk straight anymore. im sorry if i hurt you, it hurt me too. the tank hasnt run out but im letting off the gas a bit, maybe youll pick up my slack. maybe youll think ive burned out or sold out, i dont know and i dont care, all i know is that im out. im heading for other pastures, quieter roads and more time to think. have fun, be safe and take care of each other.
what comes is better than what came before.
its been fun i suppose, i remember less than half of it, but something drove me on those nights till morning, so i suppose you all had something to do with it. we met in bars, on the street, by the beach, in clubs, at shows, in your room, anywhere they would take us at all hours. we harangued the law, common decency, and our parents expectations. but im tired of sleeping on floors and chasing trains and sharing cigarettes and buying beers. im bowing out, the most ungraceful of us all, i hope i gave you a sense of freedom, i hope you broke a mold seeing my mania. it wasnt free, it wasnt as easy as i made it seem, ive got scars, and ive got stories and broken hearts in my wake, but i dont have any friends left. the miles have taken their toll, and i miss everyone too much and we cant talk straight anymore. im sorry if i hurt you, it hurt me too. the tank hasnt run out but im letting off the gas a bit, maybe youll pick up my slack. maybe youll think ive burned out or sold out, i dont know and i dont care, all i know is that im out. im heading for other pastures, quieter roads and more time to think. have fun, be safe and take care of each other.
what comes is better than what came before.