Pick up the pieces of your adolescent dreams

Take what they give you avoiding the truth at all cost

Someday someone will find you

Teach you what you want to be

You're killing me, well



You ain't got nothin' for me

I think I'm getting kinda sick of you

You see what you want to see

I've got a picture, a vision of you

Alright, Alright



Well you take such pleasure dismissing the obvious

Counting stars in your eyes and you're acting surprised, it's unfair

Someday someone will find you

Be what they want you to be

You're killing me



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Smash it to pieces, pretend it's alright

Searching for better ways out



(Repeat Chorus)



Alright, Alright