"Nothing to live for."

by Mike Defendant 

 

"Nothing to live for" that's what they say. Got nothing to pass on when I pass away. Lived my life just moving on through. I'm telling the truth, I never knew what to do. I've made my mistakes a time or three, learning the hard way was right for me. I think about the future now, isn't that strange? I'm looking to the past to see what I can rearrange. 

 

What can I do with the rest of my days?I'm still living in my "Punk Rock" phase. It happened so quickly, that was my fear. I blinked my eyes and now I'm here. Time to shape up, I gotta slow down. I've reached that point where I want to stick around. Things are different, not like they were. I've opened my eyes and it's not just a blur.