| Finally I can be true to a cause
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| I can be far from the money
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| I can be free from all jobs
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| And I know that sounds crazy
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| But everything does
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| We’re all gonna die here
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| At least we could try
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| At least I have nothing
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| Nothing to tie me down
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| Not even someone
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| I’ve got no more family in this town
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| I had such high hopes for the minds of our generation
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| If we had some goals, we could reach out and take them
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| Finally I’ve got nothing called home
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| I know the true joy of sorrow
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| Of which I’m sharing alone
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| And I probably messed up
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| Made a mistake
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| At least it was mine
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| At least I can say
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| At least I have nothing
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| Nothing to tie me down
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| Not even someone
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| I’ve got no more family in this town
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| I had such high hopes for the minds of our generation
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| If we had some goals, we could reach out and take them
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| Instead we’re apart, no movement to follow
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| We are just stuck inside their business model
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| I probably die here
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| I probably will
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| I say it again
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| I’ll scream out from hell
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| At least I have nothing
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| Nothing to tie me down
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| Not even someone
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| I’ve got no more family in this town
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| I had such high hopes for the minds of our generation
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| If we had some goals, we could reach out and take them
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| Instead we’re apart, no movement to follow
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| We are just stuck inside their business model |