I'm taking all that's left
And making a parachute
It'll sit strapped under my chest
I'll wear my shirts loose
Cause after what my mind did to me
I'm gonna need another plan
Cause the way I choose is sure to fall through
Something sometime
And all my friends are running the one way
And I'm still waiting in line
Waiting for some steady voice to tell me I'm allowed to survive here
And then some reckless voice starts yelling at me
He said, you're still sick with words
You thought you needed to know
You sit back and tell me you had plans
But to bite back and mean it
The marks need to do more than just show
And you're still living like
And you're still living like
You've never seen yourself before now
And it'll take a long time to count it out
The record of times I've made, I've made the most amazing mistakes
And when I've got it all down
I'll build an empire of the waste
And I'll never be
Oh, I'll never be in a wrong pace again
And I know that my friends won't be far away
I'll see them come finish line in my own obscure pace
And the reckless yeller will greet me like an old familiar taste
He'll say are you still living like
Are you still living like
You're still sick with words you thought you needed to know
You sat back and told me you had plans
But to bite back and mean it the marks need to do more than just show
And I'm still living like
And I'm still living like
I've never seen myself before now