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This song is for everyone that said I was
Programed, hardwired, that I′d self-destruct
They′d say I was destined to always be desperate
They′d say I was destined to always fuck up
And I was voted the first one to crumble and break
I′d never have a chance, the biggest waste

But now I′m the one who′s laughing last
Because you′re the one that keeps looking back
You′re the one that′s fading away

So I say
This song is for everyone that said I was
Programed, hardwired, that I′d self-destruct
They′d say I was destined to always be desperate
They′d say I was destined to always fuck up
And I was voted the first one to crumble and break
I′d never have a chance, the biggest waste

But now I′m the one who′s laughing last
Because you′re the one that keeps looking back
You′re the one that′s fading away, fading away

@ Less Than Jake

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Give me some religion, pass the wine
Because this time I can′t hold it in
Like I always did
Give me some more TV, make it loud
Make believe, I′m in desperate need
For some company
Attention, this is not a test, help me get this moving target off my chest
From my closest friends
Save me from this recklessness
Talk some sense into this head
And I′ll stop this endless S.O.S

Treading water with weights around my neck
A shipwreck of reckless accidents
Overboard and I′m about to quit
Head first, high dive in this deep end
Abandon ship, because it′s sinking way too quick

Give me some forgiveness, and I′ll try
Because this time if I pull the pin, I′ll be blown to bits
Give me some more music, I′ll sit and read the lyrics
Like a bible, a gospel, I′ll sing along
Attention, this is not a test, help me swim to shore before unconsciousness
My hands feel like they′re made of bricks
Save me from this hopelessness, talk some sense into this head
And I′ll stop this endless S.O.S

I can′t listen to all the reasons
I just need one more thing to believe in
The one thing that will keep me breathing
I′ll kiss the dirt when I hit dry land

@ Less Than Jake

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So this is what it feels like when you finally lose the spark
And this is what it feels like when you finally sober up
The sentence was prison, bars are on me, camouflage
Is it a real choice, get locked away, past dirty thoughts

And if words on a page could save my world
I′d write all day
But words won′t change mistakes
Or take away their consequences

When I go I′ll leave this note
I′ve hit my all time low
From my toes up to my throat
I′ve hit my all time low
I′ll live life till I′ve lost control and
I′ve hit my all time low
My last words carved out in stone and
I′ve hit my all time low

Either side feels like surrender but I have announced defeat
It′s a prison cell block going toward the Middle East
I′m in between just who I was and who I′m supposed to be
The choice for me is where it calls me to interrogate me

And if words on a page could save my world
I′d write all day
But words won′t change mistakes
Or take away their consequences

When I go I′ll leave this note
I′ve hit my all time low
From my toes up to my throat
I′ve hit my all time low
I′ll live life till I′ve lost control and
I′ve hit my all time low
My last words carved out in stone and
I′ve hit my all time low

Stay or go, I feel I′m at the end of my rope
Stay or go, I feel like I am never going home
I wish there was someone else to blame
I wish words could change the way I feel today
If words could save my world
I′d write all day, forever

I′ve hit my all time low

I′ll live life till I′ve lost control and
I′ve hit my all time low
My last words carved out in stone and
I′ve hit my all time low

@ Less Than Jake

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Stop the car and let me out
I′ve got a bad case, I can′t stay here right now
Condition; my small town, Prognosis; let′s get out
What′s left except interstates and out-of-town plates

I′m more than all the cell phone towers
I′m more than all these warning baring streets
I′m more than all these small town skylines
More than they thought I′d turn out to be

Let me get this off my chest
Every bad idea I′ve had is starting to make sense
Feel emotionless, becoming powerless
What′s left except making lists and late night double shifts

I′m more than all the cell phone towers
I′m more than all these warning baring streets
I′m more than all these small town skylines
I′m more than they thought

It′s always I want more and what I wish for
It′s the never-ending cycle of always being bored
Finding an antidote for the underdog
And an anthem for the idling side

I′m more than all the cell phone towers
I′m more than all these warning baring streets
I′m more than all these small town skylines
I′m more than they thought I′d turn out to be

@ Less Than Jake

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By this time tomorrow
You′ll be out on the streets of Chicago
Walking all the way home from commuter trains

By this time tomorrow
You′ll be back home in Chicago
At the bars until they close
Back at the places that you′ve known and
It′l be skylines and rooftops
And it′s gunna be crowded tourist stops

So it′s goodbye
To your brand new life
So it′s good luck
Best wishes to your black lung

By this time tomorrow
You′ll be walking home thru Chicago
Past the nine to five crowds and underneath
Those unused fire escapes
By this time tomorrow
You′ll be at the bars in Chicago
Back with people that you know
Going places you used to go
It′s gunna be skyline and rooftops
And it′s gunna be crowded tourist stops

So it′s goodbye
To your brand new life
So it′s good luck
Best wishes to your black lung
So when you′re leaving the party just to beat the crowd
Just make sure that you′re the first one out

@ Less Than Jake

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I remember every bridge i ever jumped off blindly
And all my boring stories keep reminding me

′cause in all honesty i used to be an authority
on irony and remembering my broken dreams and everything that used to be around
and it′s not so complicated to explaine why these feelings faded

please pass some sanity, saint of mediocrity and keep me out of my sobriety 14 and 23,
bridge and tunnel authority will keep me out of my sobriety

I say we just celebrate (I say we just celebrate)
And all my past mistakes and all my too little to lates

′cause in all honesty i used to be an authority
on irony and remembering my broken dreams and everything that used to be around

And did i ever mention that i′ve lost al my best intentions

please pass some sanity, saint of mediocrity and keep me out of my sobriety 14 and 23,
bridge and tunnel authority will keep me out of my sobriety

@ Less Than Jake

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We have our master plan bottled and canned living in the 352
Steps 1 and 2 walk home drunk wake up confused with a stranger next to you
The copied costumes and conversation seem to be totally making
this into a strip mall kind of town
I use my credit card to buy alcohol student loan spent at the mall and I
I may be going broke but I’m never broken down

We have our history just you and me but our future gets tucked away
Steps 3 and 4 staying drunk sit on this porch planning out how to escape
Cause were two truck stops off the interstate promised land with a twist of fame
Were a town for all the lost and found
So sleep tight in this smoky room still buzzed from this afternoon and I
I may be going broke but I’m never broken down

@ Less Than Jake

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Get yourself ready,
Hold your hand steady
Cause it′s shaking from all this waiting.
Fingers bent your fist starts to clench,
As the pen signs the check today for the rent.
Dollars and cents, are not making sense.
We can tell em′ all to go to hell. (tell them all go to hell)

Give em′ our conviction notice.

Na na na na, Na na na na.
Give em′ our conviction notice.
Na na na na, Na na na na.
Give em′ our conviction notice.
Na na na na, Na na na na.
Give em′ our conviction notice.
Na na na na, Na na na na.
Tell them all to go to hell.

Get yourself ready,
Hold your hand steady
Cause it′s shaking from all this waiting.
Fingers bent your fist starts to clench,
As the pen signs the check today for the rent.
Dollars and cents, are not making sense.
We can tell em′ all to go to hell. (tell them all go to hell)

Give em′ our conviction notice.

Welcome to a place where rent meets debt,
It feels like a price on your head.
Money can′t buy happiness ,
But it sure can pay the rent.
We always try to buy a better life,
I think we may have over spent.
Mixing pride and dollar signs,
Is easier said than done.

Na na na na, Na na na na.
Give em′ our conviction notice.
Na na na na, Na na na na.
Give em′ our conviction notice.
Na na na na, Na na na na.
Give em′ our conviction notice.
Na na na na, Na na na na.
Tell them all to go to hell.

Na na na na, Na na na na.
Give em′ our conviction notice.
Na na na na, Na na na na.
Give em′ our conviction notice.

Give em′ our conviction notice.
Tell them all to go to hell.

@ Less Than Jake

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When is common sense too much to ask?
And then when did consequences get left in the past
Is it just bad habits or a typical script
Is it all big plans then a swing and a miss
Can say my influence become by design
Or is science and cigarettes my compromise
I don′t know by I′m blamed everyone else
Just as long as I never put the blame on myself

Cause I know, I′ve wasted way too many times
Living way too many lies
How can this be my fault, I′m always right
There′s a devil in my DNA
Programmed parts from all the start
Or is there no one else to blame?
For my tangled up gears and my turnstile jobs
Fact is I′m just a living son of all my parts

When do instruments come with a catch?
And when is self-destruction just proven as a fact?
Is it blind faith or the family name?
Is it all by chance or completely ingrained?
Can I say it′s an imbalance of the chemical kind
Or is my environment that becomes my only disguise
I don′t know but I′m blaming everyone else
Just as long as I never put the blame on myself

Cause I know, I′ve wasted way too many times
Living way too many lies
How can this be my fault, I′m always right
There′s a devil in my DNA
Programmed parts from all the start
Or is there no one else to blame?
For my tangled up gears and my turnstile jobs
Fact is I′m just a living son of all my parts

Cause I know, I′ve wasted way too many times
Living way too many lies
How can this be my fault, I′m always right
There′s a devil in my DNA
Programmed parts from all the start
Or is there no one else to blame?
For my tangled up gears and my turnstile jobs
Every one of five fears and for my fatal flaws
Everything that I′ve had and haven′t all chased
Cause you know there′s a devil in my DNA

@ Less Than Jake