Letra de My Future's So Bright, I Gotta Wear Night Vision Goggles

Here it is again, my daily dose of medicine. My orchestra of miniature violins. Here I go again, wishing I was dead, wishing you were dead. Wishing that these bottles could refill themselves cause' there's no more free drinks in hell. But the alcohol won't burn for long when all my wounds are gone. And I'm so sick of writing songs that creatively hide everything I've done wrong (that's gone wrong). Until you're gone. And I'm trying so hard to be upset, but it's hard when I got no hard place to be between, sitting on this rock with you doing what I'm supposed to. We'll cheers until our bottles break over all the future mistakes that we'll make. So let's go drink some more mistakes. And would you stand by all those things you said with a loaded gun stuck to your head? Well go ahead, say them again. And would you stand by all your investments on a game of Russian roulette? Well go ahead, put your money where your mouth is. Spray your bank account across these walls, soak the floors and doors with change, spraying oil from your veins, knowing that you died in vain, knowing that I stayed the same, knowing that I quit this game and cashed in your remains.