Summerholidays Vs. Punkroutine

I'm tired of losing myself To some stupid childhood dream of what I could have been Money proves the point And I'm stuck between summer holidays and punk routine I shoot off a hundred things to remain more sorry than safe, you see I only get this fucking chance once and I just can't let it be And I'm still certain that what motivates me Is more rewarding than any piece of paper could be Well adjusted and corrupt All those icons that stole our teenage lust A scenario of simplicity A scenario of you and me A scenario of simplicity A scenario of you and me Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in We're all tired of dying So sick of not trying Scared that we might fail We'll accomplish nothing We're all tired of dying So sick of not trying Scared that we might fail We'll accomplish nothing Not even failure Not even failure Not even failure Not even failure Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in Giving in Giving in Giving in