If my younger self could see what I've become
It would break his heart and he would say to me
"But someday, when I grow up, I'll be somebody, you'll see
And no one can take that from me"
"And someday, when I grow up, I'll be somebody, you'll see
And no one can take that from me"

And we always said this wouldn't be us
And we always said this shouldn't be us
And we always said this couldn't be us
And we always said this wouldn't be...

But I'm standing here now at twenty-fucking-two
And everything that I believe is slipping from my grasp:
My faith in myself, my faith in this world
My faith that everything will work out in the end

Don't find our faults, find us a remedy
(I want to do the most beautiful things)
Don't find our faults, find us a remedy
(But I am capable of the most horrible things)
Don't find our faults, find us a remedy
(I want to do the most beautiful things)
Don't find our faults, find us a remedy
(But I am capable of the most horrible things)
But I am capable of the most horrible things

You're two completely different pieces intersecting underneath
(I may be my father's son)
With such violent tribulation: a hull dividing frothing seas
(But I will not live my father's life)
Does that siren sing so sweetly, run your ship ashore for me
(Can't let this blue collar strangle me to death)
So that I may sink my teeth into their newest makeshift sheath
(Can't let this blue collar strangle me to death)

Yes, it's been crafted, cratered, created in my skin [?]
(I've got to get out of this wasteland)
Now I'm marked with that beastly insignia, I'm of acidic scent and taste
(I've got to get out of this wasteland)
With wet, urgent, needy yearning the pack's outcast is easy prey
(I've got to get out of this wasteland)
To have purged loyalty and penned new contract, oh, I have made a grave mistake
(I've got to get out of this)

Ye woe, back to the house that raised me
Where I find strange constructions in what once were quiet places
Retreat now to the town of aging
But our sense of out-step-treading here is worse than we've escaped
Ye woe, back to the house that raised me
(As I lay me down to sleep)
Where I find strange constructions in what once were quiet places
(It's time to realize all my dreams)
Retreat now to the town of aging
('Cause I may die before I wake)
But our sense of out-step-treading here is worse than we've escaped
(And I won't...)
As I lay me down to sleep
It's time to realize all my dreams
'Cause I may die before I wake
And I won't leave here a waste

What is the point of saving my name in this town?
What is the point of saving my name in this town?
What is the point of saving my name in this town?
What is the point of saving my name in this town?
What is the point of saving my name in this town?
What is the point of saving my name in this town?
What is the point of saving my name in this town?
What is the point of saving my name in this town?
What is the point of saving my name in this town?
What is the point of saving my name in this town?