Scrolling,
Scrolling on your own again,
You should've been in bed by ten,
But you're late again,
And your eyes are red,
And you can't let go,
‘Cause your life's a joke,
You're sitting in a cloud of smoke,
You took another line of coke,
The kaleidoscope,
In your mind is broke,
And you can't get focused.
Why'd you have to be so foolish?
‘Cause if you're not that sure,
Then what you fighting for?
What you fighting for?
There's more to life than this one,
If you're not that sure,
Then what you fighting for?
Why you fighting, on and on and on,
The eyes are sore,
Rolling,
Rolling round your room again,
You never should've trust your sen,
Now it's 6am and you're reading it
and deleting it,
‘Cause your life's a joke,
You're sitting in a cloud of smoke,
You never should've took things there,
The electric chair leaves you self-aware,
In an awkward silence...
‘Cause if you're not that sure,
Then what you fighting for?
What you fighting for?
There's more to life than this one,
If you're not that sure,
Then what you fighting for?
Why you fighting, on and on and on,
The eyes are sore,
Why'd you have to be so foolish?
‘Cause if you're not that sure,
Then what you fighting for?
What you fighting for?
There's more to life than this one,
If you're not that sure,
Then what you fighting for?
Why you fighting, on and on and on,
The eyes are sore.