| I grew up in the 90's at least that’s what I tried
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| looking for ways to be satisfied
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| I went to San Diego to try out my luck
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| came back 12 months later and again I was stuck
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| I felt like a goldfish stuck in a bowl
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| I was waiting for something that I could control
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| after 2000 no longer a kid
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| the world didn’t end but something else did
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| when my father takes off I’m already 19
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| he wasn’t as happy as I thought he seemed
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| if this is my screenplay I don’t like my role
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| these are the things that you just can’t control
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| although I feel a lot older I’m just 23
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| if you’re looking for answers don’t come to me instead of a future I’ve got a guitar
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| but dreaming out loud won’t get me far
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| still I feel I’m ready for rock’n roll
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| cus' there might be something that I can control
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| by the time I hit 30 I’ll have enough
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| of being a twentysomething in love
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| my friends will all be married or they will be gone
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| I will still be wondering what’s going on if that’s what it takes then I’ll sell my soul
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| as long as there’s something that I can control
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| one day I’ll wake up and I’ll be 38
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| doing the things I used to hate
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| the trick to forget the bigger picture is when
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| you look at everything in close-up as often as you can
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| our revolution is covered in mold
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| cus' there’s only so much you can control
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| this is no anthem because anthems are proud
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| and pride isn’t something that this is about
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| I shouldn’t care shouldn’t care
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| but I do and that’s sometimes too hard to bear
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| still walking the same road with my shoes full of holes
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| just waiting for something that we can control
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| if I ever reach 50 or 65
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| too early to tell if I’ll still be alive
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| we were born in the 80's and now we are here
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| my generation’s dream will disappear
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| I’m at a graveyard passing the rows
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| a silent surrender we’ll never get close
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| this is my story you swallowed it whole
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| about us feeling the need to be in control |