Woorden: Bayside. Blame It On Bad Luck.

Pound my knuckles hard against the floor
My head against the wall but I did this to myself
Assume it's just not worth getting back up
So, I'll blame it on bad luck and I'll shake responsibility and

I spent some time in a bad place at 18
Wishing I could see something through clear eyes
Do you ever wake up to realize your life is meaningless?
Does it give you strength or lead you to your grave at a young age?

Pound my knuckles hard against the floor
My head against the wall but I did this to myself
Assume it's just not worth getting back up
So, I'll blame it on bad luck and I'll shake responsibility and

It seems that when I ran away from my past
All my dignity, my faith, my pride got left back
And now I think it's time that I realize self pity's meaningless
Though I'm 10 feet deep, I'll claw my way back out from in my grave

Pound my knuckles hard against the floor
My head against the wall but I did this to myself
Assume it's just not worth getting back up
So, I'll blame it on bad luck and I'll shake responsibility
And say a hard life did this to me

Now I realize, I'd give anything I have to walk a day in my old shoes
Wondering what my first smoke would be like
My first fuck, my next fuck up or the next band that would change my life
And it changed my life and it changed my life

Pound my knuckles hard against the floor
My head against the wall but I did this to myself
Assume it's just not worth getting back up
So, I'll blame it on bad luck and I'll shake responsibility
And say a hard life did this to me