How Many Times

I've always seen myself as packaged alone
Batteries not included get my power from you
Trippin off my memories of nothing to lose
Fill in my lines with any colors you choose

Music is the only thing that’s keeping me alive
But is it good for the people if I survive
Cause this circle of friends I found myself in
A bunch of nice people who make great victims and
When I’ve got an audience who hates my silence
I love to piss them off
So I talk in my head
Stay in bed
Speak words they’d rather not hear till I’m dead
I’ve got the beauty of such a small, small life
You walk right by me and you never notice what I’m like
But when I’ve got some things to sneeze
Pollution comes out from my head
When I’ve got some things to please
Well come on girl just get in my bed

How many times will I fuck my life up?
Rip it apart until I've had enough
How many times will I do this again?
24 years… I just keep counting (25… 26…)

This was my day, my parade but everyone who came just made it rain
Drops ride down this calloused face and land all over this path I made
Then someone brings a beat, from music so diseased
It turns into a scene, till it looks just like TV
Where the bullets hurt no one, in a world of rubber guns
We'll never fall back on that one thing that the family made

How many times will I fuck my life up?
Rip it apart until I've had enough
How many times will I do this again?
24 years… I just keep counting (25… 26…)

The feeling that I get is such a feeling I need
I've got 500 people in my passenger seat
We've all been down, tryin to climb this peak
My clown car chugs more hop in with me
I've got 5 days to reach the top
The weekend hits, share my progress with you
The feeling that I get is such a feeling I loathe
Cause the mission I'm on is always missing one

I saw you with a gun
I thought you lost your head but you were just in love
You shot up all of your friends to protect her from what
I watched you bury yourself, I'll follow you down

How many times will I fuck my life up?
Rip it apart until I've had enough
How many times will I do this again?
24 years… I just keep counting (25… 26…)

I am glass that doesn’t shatter
In atmospheres of violence
A face that never twitches
All because I've lost

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