I think I died a hundred thousand times...

[surrender_404]

I wish, I wish, I wish. I wish I was someplace else. I hate optimists. If I only had the guns, I would shoot each and every one of them as I met them.

I should've died a hundred thousand times
Teetering stoned off the side of buildings
Nobody loved me and nobody even tried
You cant hang on to something that wont stop moving
Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs

And whatever it is about you I've always hated
Is something about myself I just couldn't hide
And I'm going going baby I'm gone