The speech I gave on New Years Eve,
Never stuck with anyone but me.
It’s been three years gone by, but I still believe.
But I still-
The good, the bad, and the downright shitty;
I want to take that message with me,
And shout it out to the world,
From the mouth of a youth gone postal.
I don’t think we’re sold on just getting by,
When there’s not enough time,
To confess all these thoughts in my state of mind.
There’s so much left to say, but the world doesn’t care to listen.
So we’re gonna get louder now,
Until the ground shakes beneath us.
Leave our mark for the one’s who proceed us,
And never let the flame we lit go out.
So we’re gonna get louder now, and send out a warning.
This is everything you wanted to be.
There’s a time and place for life to work out;
It’s coming soon for me.
Everyday feels shorter than the last,
And these nights I spend alone won’t end;
I’m falling out of touch again.
I can’t close the distance,
And running your mouth won’t fix this.
We’re at odds and I think that you just can’t get past,
The notion that this might be bigger than you and me,
Just getting by when there’s not enough time,
To remember the days that defined our lives.
There’s so much left to say, and the world’s gonna listen.