Can't you see That I'm not straight edge You can tell By the look in my eye I hear that shit you preach It's so far out of reach You meaningless X's Don't cry It's done man Yes, it's done man Yes, it's done We know your scene is gone Yes it's gone, it's gone Train of thought that you'll outgrow It's only a matter of time I'm old enough to think So I'm old enough to drink I won't ebb with your tide Hide behind your X's, that is fine But keep it to yourself Don't you get it, admit it This phase is for the under twenty one ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
