It's been two years since I've taken this way home
 [bad word] to know not much has changed
From the fields we used to roam to sneak into those two abandoned homes

Everyone's a writer I just have a general block...
There's signs in every yard
but a piece of plastic doesn't tend to make my mind

I still take bad advice from my best friends
Rather take bad advice from my best friends
And guide a sinking ship to the bottom with them
I'll go to the bottom with you

Thinking back on thinking forward
I always thought I'd be further than I ever am
Without this bad knee I wouldn't have a good one
These vices don't hold me down
They [bad word] carry me

Sometimes I can't believe the things I get myself into
Because laying low has never made much sense to me

So keep on spinning and I'll stay behind
My closing speech...
 [bad word] your world, I'll take mine
(Sincerely stolen from a bathroom wall)