I'm tired of losing myself

To some stupid childhood dream of what I could have been

Money proves the point

And I'm stuck between summer holidays and punk routine

I shoot off a hundred things to remain more sorry than safe, you see

I only get this fucking chance once and I just can't let it be



And I'm still certain that what motivates me

Is more rewarding than any piece of paper could be

Well adjusted and corrupt

All those icons that stole our teenage lust

A scenario of simplicity

A scenario of you and me

A scenario of simplicity

A scenario of you and me



Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in

Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in

Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in

Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in



We're all tired of dying

So sick of not trying

Scared that we might fail

We'll accomplish nothing

We're all tired of dying

So sick of not trying

Scared that we might fail

We'll accomplish nothing

Not even failure

Not even failure

Not even failure

Not even failure



Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in

Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in

Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in

Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in



Giving in

Giving in

Giving in