I’ve seen the sun rise twice without a blink of an eye. And from the seat of this truck I swear this is where I’ll die. And a weekend never felt so long. And I swear to god my life’s all wrong. My school and work and family can’t understand how I live. But nothing’s free except for me, and I know that it will end, but I’ll take what I can, while I can. Because I found the whole world and it fits in my pocket. I’ll die again before I ever quit. In a world where you cant look back, cause they’ll know what you did. I’ve got bills I can’t pay. I’ve got nothing left to lose. I know what I want, and I know how to get it. But I need something more, something worth living for. RESPONSIBILITY. RELIABILITY. CREDIBILITY. What do these words mean? I hate to say it, but I think I’ve seen it all. And if I have I guess I’m done. I’m done.