Attica! Attica!
Five Year Plan
It seems the longer I'm aliveThe more afraid I am to dieThe more I do the less I thinkThat I've accomplished anythingI make a plan with lots of listsAnd write them down with busted wristsIt makes the words so hard to readCan't tell what any of it meansThis house could really use some heatJust start a fire with my degreeI have an unproductive mindThat's why I pay it overtimeThe day shift cannot get it rightAnd so it's working through the nightI groan and mutter in my sleepThe graveyard shift's clearing debrisBut I can't remember any dreamsI can't remember anythingWe need more wood for the fireplaceJust use this stack of resumesWhen we were kids I never had a dreamSo everybody askedLetras de cancionesWhat do you wanna beWhat do you wanna beWhat are you gonna be?I have so many things to sayBut all these words get in the wayI talk so much my speeches blurI sing so hard my vision slursThe future's losing all its shapeI'm deaf from hearing my own voiceProclaiming that I'll make a choiceMy head's a bucket full of steamI don't have any fucking dreamsI don't have any fucking dreams
From Letras Mania