Ready... Set... No!!! Bomb the Music Industry!

I never was a drinker, now I'm an alcoholic
Drinking just to fall asleep
And hiding my smiles
'Cause you can probably smell this shit on my teeth

Drink it down, golden brown, my sweet whiskey
You feel nice on the inside
So nice on the inside
So nice on the inside, so let's get pissed

I never cried at movies, now I cry at The Simpsons
Hide the tears so you can't see
I wipe my eyes
And I pretend that I'm just falling asleep

Don't come around, I've already destroyed everything
I'm not coming outside
I'm not coming outside
I've blown my only chance, so don't make me do anything

From the moment it was up to us
To break the rules and disobey
I'd trade it all in for an easy answer
To let me raise my fist and say "no, thanks"

I'm a target audience, paranoia's setting in
I can't have a conversation, you're just like the other kids
I'm well aware that they're monitoring my thoughts
And if you count on me for anything, I'm sorry but you're