we don’t give up, we fuck shit up.

Sometimes I lay awake at night and try to figure it out -
is my life going north or is it heading south?
I'm walking a fence between wrong and right
Trying to keep a level head try to keep my goals in sight
It's hard as hell in this world today
Friends I've known for many years started acting strange
Things I cared about before seemed to fade away
Now I'm left with these questions of when a miss will change


When is the train gonna get back on track
When am I even gonna care about that
Why am I the one always dealt the bad cards
Took the easy road so long and now my lifes hard


Still I try to make it work out for the best
And I know I've gotta clean up all this mess
If I knew when I started where this all would end
I think I'd prolly do it all over again


I don't know where I'm going, 
but I know where I've been.