When your "golden days"
  are "that was just a phase..."
  Lose yourself to reminisce
  Pictures and innocence
  Try to remember when you felt free and
  The smiles
  Just came so naturally...
  You can't control your age
  But you can control how you feel
  Breathing dead air into broke lungs that
  Once filled your heart
  With the will to live
  So when are you
  Gonna cash in your raincheck?
  (And on and on and on...)
  Every second that goes by
  Is one that's gone for good
  Are you throwing away
  Possible memories to a fevered life
  Of "woulds" and "coulds?"
  We may have missed our chance and
  We may never be young again but fuck
  Living a sick day life
  Fuck dead beat kids
  And fuck your falsehoods
  So when are you
  Gonna cash in your raincheck?
  (And on and on and on...)
  I'm not dead yet
  Ambitions... sorry, but I have none...
  I'm just a confused kid
  With the masses telling me
  To join tradition...
  But I just can't...
  I'd rather die than live like you
  Do you get it?
  I'd rather die than live like you
  You don't get it
  Fuck your falsehoods