Convinced I'm never gonna leave I beg for mercy, I'm on my knees I set my goals up to high I gotta learn how to fall before I learn how to fly and I know a guy -- he's got a bad attitude just miserable fuck with nothing to do but sit around and curse that girl his job, his mom and even the world and this other guy he got a brand new car and he bought some friends with his credit card are you happy now is everything fine So your living in paradise but nothing's going right I think life is wasted when all we do is chase for everything we're told we want lock my door to explore the obvious (Your life is so predictable - Your thoughts are so acceptable) Am I searching for answers that just aren't there or am I searching for answers when I really don't care I set my goals up to high I gotta learn how to fall before I learn how to fly Almost, to much, yet not enough I see noone here that I can trust - everybodys going away