Parce que le rêve américain n'est pas pour tout le monde

Mais au moins, ça fait de la bonne musique.

The Science of Selling Yourself Short, Less Than Jake

I've come to my senses,

That I've become senseless,

I could give you lessons on how to ruin your friendships,

Every last conviction,

I smoked them all away,

I drank my frustrations down the drain, out of the way,

So I sit and wait and wonder,

"Does anyone else feel like me?"

Someone so tired of their routines and disappearing self-esteems,

I'll sing along,

Yeah with every emergency,

Just sing along,

I'm the king of catastrophes,

I'm so far gone,

That deep down inside I think it's fine by me,

I'm my own worst enemy

I could be an expert on co-dependency,

I could write the best book on under age tragedy,

I've been spending my time at the local liquor store,

I've been sleeping nightly on my best friends kitchen floor,

So I sit and wait and wonder,

"Does anyone else feel like me?"

I'm so over dosed on apathy and burnt out on sympathy

Let the meaning slip away

Lost my faith in another day,

Self deprecation seems okay,

I never thought I'd make it anyway