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Too pissed off and I don't know why Too stressed out I could almost die Parents expecting too much of me I'm not a fucking trophy just leave me be I'll never wear a shirt and tie The Bush administration I will not buy So fuck your van and your soccer team I'll never make it alone in the county I'm sorry mom, I'm sorry dad For whatever future you thought I had College, Eagle Scout, what the fuck? Stress cracks are forming, and not from my trucks One more thing and I'll lose my mind Eighteen is coming up and I can't stop time Not too long before I'm told to move on Eighteen is coming up and I'm barely holding on. Will not live life in a cube Will not wear the corporate noose Will not achieve your dreams. Your dreams are just as fucked as mine Aus Songtexte Mania