Kids

Just like the kids I've been navigating my way through the mind-numbing reality of a godless existence Which, at this point in my hollow and vapid life, has erased what little ambition I've got left And I've embraced the calamity With an attachment and a passive disinterest Living out the back of my '97 Camry Wondering how the hell I got myself into this I guess it doesn't matter anyway I don't care about nothing but you I guess it doesn't matter anyway 'Cause I don't care about nothing I don't care about nothing but you No, I don't care about nothing She said "I'm sick of it all Your little games are getting old Your little songs are getting way too literal How about some goddamn subtlety for a change?" She said "I feel like I've come untethered In a room without walls I'm drifting on the dark and empty sea of nothing It doesn't feel bad, it feels like nothing at all" I guess it doesn't matter anyway I don't care about nothing but you I guess it doesn't matter anyway 'Cause I don't care about nothing And I had it maxed out I had a feeling, oh Nothing is working And everything's bleeding, oh I should've tapped out Given into my demons, oh It's alright it's just a flesh wound You said you'd never saw it coming I'm pretty happy lying here with you It's pretty good to feel something I don't care about nothing but you No I don't care about nothing I don't care about nothing but you No I don't care about nothing And I had it maxed out I had a feeling, oh Nothing is working And everything's bleeding, oh I should've tapped out Given into my demons, oh I had it maxed out (I had it maxed out) And nothing is working (Nothing is working) And everything's bleeding, oh