For what it's worth it was cool for a while Rolling around town with a bottle of rockets as if I could be the man that I despised... At thirteen I wish that id been cool for a while Towards the end of the odds of 2000 I could have been guy I hoped to be at sixteen Well North Dakota's a long ass road from home and god knows it'd be lonely to go alone But he knows it won't be me in the passenger seat between those two car doors so have fun, and don't find yourself somebody else Your new 2 room house is too dark they haven't turned on the lights now yet so you sit and pass your time in the dark with an electric lamp and a be alright attitude you sit and watch the news you haven't showered in a week you smell like old breakfast theirs a puddle in your room Oh kicking and screaming, with no other meaning than to watch you go away catatonic forces calling, forced myself to no more calling, how did I stay Oh captain trash and the battalion of unanswered questions have arrived, and they say that your stupid, all you're questions have answers, but the answers are one's you don't like

Got up this morning I brushed my teeth last night don't need to brush them again It'd be a waste of my time cause I don't smile and I'm not going to try I bake todd a pretzel while I bake my whole life nobody smells my breath it smells like death don't care what anyone says I'll smoke another cigarette now my head feels so high and I'm not going to try to smile, It won't make me happy Crawl down into my cave like a bear lie down and sit as I think unaware that a while is a winter for some a small departure from what I once was I wanna sit still for so long that my feet grow roots into the ground I can't change I always do this to people who walk with me when I sit so still I'm rooted in my own dumb head scrolling through texts I wish I'd never sent a deviation from the guy you know appraised marked tagged now you've been sold Crawl down into my cave like a bear lie down and sit as I think unaware that a while is a winter for some a small departure from what I once was (a small departure from what I once was) my brain is the solitude that I know pumping plain thoughts to make it grow oh no I lost my keys, stogs, wallet, watch, and phone at least I still have my glasses "things do not change we change" explain why pocket change changes every day Henry Thoreau said it, I still don't get it we don't change we just get old (surreal chopped vocals) Crawl down into my cave like a bear lie down and sit as I think unaware that a while is a winter for some a small departure from what I once was

It's a mess this place we think we live grown men are just their father's kids riding on a comet for the sun our minds are made of little pieces sand and water molded by the ones we call friends and they're doing the best they fucking can the little pieces make up all of man sun-dried mud all over my sneakers It's caked in good, it's gonna take a couple weeks to rub it out We spent two whole weeks at the lakes dirty beaches making lot's of noise and trying not to figure ourselves out why would we sit in our own minds when we can shout If planet earth revolves around a sun that's lightyears leaps and bounds away from us how come we're worried that this cosmic bomb will blow us up It's coming closer, six billion years and 200 toasters ready or not your god's on the floor you knew it'd be hot, now death's at the door he's the one who knocks, the tempo is speeding death wants to know if there's something I'm needing "you know I think I'm alright and the shadows I'm seeing are sure as hell bright but... the disasteroid is coming and the asteroid I'm on might seem like nothing but it's one in a million grains of sand and I get to see it blown up and begin again

(Too many pants on) Sinking, feeling happy all alone thinking if I swam I could get home lifeboat, raft ripping from the storm I don't want to be alone (at all) Prison wall guards around me now we really gotta make a change did you wonder how these scumbags got here everybody makes mistakes (yeah they knew it) I hope you're doing better, mama wrote] light as a feather but you rock the boat don't think I'm ever gonna get there sweat where my arms go down and come together I got five for you and two hands for me sanctuary guard dogs, I got the key These Roofdog boys, they got no pants on Turn off the news! They've got too many pants on!

The citizens collect their interests into tiny parcels To be marked up and sold to the highest bidder Oh they plot and plan a festival to gather together once each year and they place all their treasures in a cannonball to be sent far away from here The people of Trilessy congregate in the town square first of all, sings the chairman in his fancy fancy chair We'd like to thank you, dear citizens for joining in the festival fair you are people from wide who join us every year we don't know where these precious commodities will land It doesn't seem that we should care at all They may burn up in a star far away from us or land on a planet named Brontitall (O yeh) It's from "Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy," gotta be a top ten movie The bird people native to the planet might not appreciate our fine wines and bread, but in the time it takes our package to reach them you see we'll all be dead. It's not sad it's just the way it goes, to be alone full of cosmic horror but on this planet the least we can do is share a little part of our story On that note begin the countdown Begin the countdown alright I said begin the countdown ...we gotta begin this countdown The people of Trilessy look to the sky their package begins to soar away their treasures of art an science begin their journey, But that day something went horribly wrong, the ritual cannon began to hum as their package shot away from them a malfunction destroyed their sacred gun The explosion killed the chairman instantly and it killed every person in that town. The cannonball destroyed its creators. It was gone and it left them to drown, but the chairman was correct for when the cannonball arrived in a distant corner of the galaxy O the people of Trilessy would no longer be alive

Hooked by my mouth I bit your bait no more swimming for me I am a fish people see me flopping around smacking my head on the ground and they watch my show doesn't anybody hear my voice? raise it up, but nothing comes out when I shout it feel bound by it wrong side down (wrong side down) Nothing that this fish in me can feel cast your line on another one and reel don't come back here this way no, my mouth can't say you're not a fish and that's okay That's okay Man think It's probably better this way catch and release then catch me again my mouth has started bleeding but you could never catch what I said (I'm dead) I said hey, I'm just a stupid looking fish why don't you get your life on let me out of here you... I can't scream, not with this mouth of mine bleeding but if I could I'd scream I won't be needing this pain that the fish in me can't feel cast your line on another one and reel don't come back here this way no, my mouth can't say you're not a fish and that's okay (wooooaoo) (bass and feedback) put all my gross morose thoughts in this song numb, slimy, cold body, I'm doing this wrong don't you look at me with eyes and mouth makes me feel so fake like a Kilgore trout, no doubt I'm still a fish to you, there's nothing to miss I was a bright young guy, everybody called me Chris now I'm cold, and I swim, and I eat trash and worms why does it have to be like this! Oh nothing that this fish in me can feel cast your line on another one and reel don't come back here this way no, my mouth can't say you're not a fish and that's okay Oh nothing that this fish in me can feel cast your line on another one and reel don't come back here this way no, my mouth can't say you're not a fish and that's okay that's okay that's okay It's gonna be okay

It's never clearly not your fault Oh you had your hand in this she doesn't want to smell you out you'll have to put a little effort in (I'd hide) No more smoking cigarettes (on the back porch of your parents' house) No more driving in your car (no more rolling your windows down) No more taking baths at noon (and seeing all your body out) No more lighting things on fire (and telling your friends to stay the fuck down) Oh no, Lonely! you won't have to hold my waist there will be no prerogative you can find your thoughts erased you can fill your eyes with... Til there's nothing you can see but me tonight and I'll try my best to tell you that your story sounds no good and you won't try (I'd hide) (I can't think that far back now I can't even say that I used to You came in with layers on I was just wearing a T-shirt) (I'd hide) I don't know if I can exist with you but that's all I seem to be able to do trust me my head is clear and it's been clear for a long time I'm ready to tell you my story... goodbye you won't have to hold my waist there will be no prerogative you can find your thoughts erased you can fill your eyes with light! Til there's nothing you can see but me tonight and I'll try my best to tell you that your story sounds no good and you won't try... goodbye

I get so, I get so, I get so I get so off time when I think away on the other side of the fence these thoughts Oh hey This person has a lot in common with you give it a try fall asleep with me put your arm around my cheek and your face on my neck I don't want this I don't need you I can go back to the lie I was used to but I won't find you there and I won't find anything fall asleep with me put your arm around my cheek and your face on my neck fall asleep with me put your arm around my cheek and your face on my neck

Yeah this music's nice when I'm walking to class But the record scratches when I take a step Its stupid to put a Vinyl player in your backpack (Those are intended for home use only) If it's too late now, I think i'd like to tell you all your faults and my pet pieves If it's too late for me now then why did i love you I wanted to tell you about my contemplation But for all my thinking my brain has run dry So instead I'll tell you that the problem is people (They're making a sequel) At midnight mass tonight we got real high Maybe god won't talk if you're listening So will tune him it out and hope those highnotes will break through (God I don't hate you) God won't hear my song and you won't sing along God won't hear my song and you won't sing along