pining for the days when i fried my brain
sobriety hasn’t made me less insane
we partied so hard i forgot my name
but i still remember the rules of the game
let's build a time machine just to forget the pain
go to a place where there was nothing to prove or attain
when my thoughts flowed like a steady rain
instead of this never-ending hurricane
remind myself of the lessons i learnt
survival through change is the main point
of this silly ole thang