Can't remember your name,
what you look like, who you are.
Don't want to grow old
with my shoes untied and my hair unfurled.
I don't want to rot with the TV set to channel 13.
"What a pretty weather lady"
"Who are you, son of mine?",
"Don't you mind?"
"I need some room to breathe",
"I've lived too long with too much to see".
I don't want to rot in this fucking chair.
My spine crooked and my teeth not all there.
I never want to feel totally useless.
| 1 | Post-You |
| 2 | Cancer |
| 3 | Vice City |
| 4 | Team Captain |
| 5 | Blue Dream |
| 6 | Tiffany Sucks |
| 7 | Last Summer |
| 8 | The Flower That Drank The Moon |
| 9 | I Know What You Want |
| 10 | Not That |