Let's get fucked up and die   I'm speaking figuratively, of course   Like the last time that I committed suicide   Social suicide      Yeah, so I'm already dead   On the inside but I can still pretend   With my memories and photographs   I've learned to love the lie      I wanna know what it's like to be awkward   And innocent, not belligerent   I wanna know how it feels to be useful   And pertinent and have common sense, yeah      Let me in, let me into the club   'Cause I wanna belong   And I need to get strong and if memory serves   I'm addicted to words and they're useless      In this department      Let's get fucked up and die   I'm riding hard on the last legs of every lie   And the BMX bike of my life is about to explode   I'm about to explode      I'm a mess, I'm a wreck   I am perfect and I have learned to accept   All my problems and short comings   'Cause I am so visceral, yet deeply inept      I want to thank you for being a part of my   The forget-me-nots and marigolds   And all the things that don't get old   Is it legal to do this? I surely don't know      It's the only way I have learned   To express myself   To other peoples' descriptions of life   I'm afraid I'm alone and entirely useless      In this department      Let's get fucked up and die   For the last time I'm feeling, we'll try not to smile   As we cover our heads and drink heavily   Into the nights, that?s no shocking surprise      I believe that I can   Overcome this and beat everything in the end   But I choose to abuse for the time being   Maybe I'll win but for now I've decided to die      Sister soldier, you've been such   A positive influence on my mental frame   If I could ever repay you, I would   But I'm hard up for cash and my memory lacks initiative      Goddamn, the liquor stores' closed   We were so close to scoring   It hurts, it destroys til it kills   I am tired and hungry and totally useless      In this department