Portrait Of a Cigarette Smoker At Age 19 歌词

I used to be a stereotype Half alive with half open eyes With a one track mind And a flawed design Feeling like I was lost At sea at only the age of 19 Floating around in alcohol and apathy Taking in too much caffeine and nicotine If we make it outta here alive Just say you won't look back to see Just who we left behind (there might not be a next time) With all the ups and downs and turn arounds (might not be a next time) To the breaking up to breaking down (might not be a next time) Yeah we were the ones to say (there might not be a next time) I used to be a stereotype Someone you'd never recognize With fingers so yellow That they matched the yellow skies And there was a few things I memorized From all those blurry times Like bottles clinking under blinking signs And a few last words from long lost friends of mine If we make it out of here alive Just say you won't look back to see Just who we left behind (there might not be a next time) With all the ups and downs and turn arounds (might not be a next time) To the breaking up to breaking down (might not be a next time) Yeah we were the ones to say (there might not be a next time) And if we make it outta here alive (if we make outta here alive) Just say you won't look back to see Just who we left behind Just who we left behind After all the fuck ups and fallouts (there might not be a next time) With all the ups and downs and turn arounds (might not be a next time) Through all the breaking up to breaking down (there might not be a next time) Yeah we were the ones to say (there might not be a next time) There might not be a next time (might not be a next time) Words to live by We're all doing just fine We're all doing just fine We were always the ones laughing last We were never the ones looking back We were always the ones to say that We're all going just fine Words to live by We're doing fine