When your "golden days"    are "that was just a phase..."    Lose yourself to reminisce    Pictures and innocence    Try to remember when you felt free and    The smiles    Just came so naturally...    You can't control your age    But you can control how you feel    Breathing dead air into broke lungs that    Once filled your heart    With the will to live    So when are you    Gonna cash in your raincheck?    (And on and on and on...)    Every second that goes by    Is one that's gone for good    Are you throwing away    Possible memories to a fevered life    Of "woulds" and "coulds?"    We may have missed our chance and    We may never be young again but fuck    Living a sick day life    Fuck dead beat kids    And fuck your falsehoods    So when are you    Gonna cash in your raincheck?    (And on and on and on...)    I'm not dead yet    Ambitions... sorry, but I have none...    I'm just a confused kid    With the masses telling me    To join tradition...    But I just can't...    I'd rather die than live like you    Do you get it?    I'd rather die than live like you    You don't get it    Fuck your falsehoods