Wings spread wide like I know where to go
you pushed this to be how far from home
wings spread wide like please take me home
to work not to sleep is for the weak with no passion
of their own...sick of being sewn shut
sick of feeling so defeated like I haven't grown up
this passion gets depleted when it's not shown love
but I guess that shows a little you know hat
my childish instincts trying to keep the pen straight
cause yeah it's good to vent but try not menstruate
trying not to pass out, how like I been awake
trying to maintain relationships how long I been away
don't take it personally it's been a long day
and i'm sorry to say i've got more on the way
cause I made 100 songs that sounded like shit
here's to 100 more instead of calling it quits

time to live a life you are not afraid of
cash in the fear in you, make the pain pay
up, passion'll make the late nights wake up
(if it) didn't hurt at first what you made ain't love
(x2)

it's a hell of life wondering where the right went
when the wrong path is the only one the light hit
okay with coping with the comfort that a lighter gives
...try to make it right, surprised by what a fight it is
spilling scapegoats, if your mouth ain't shut
vices not the problem, you need to wake up
you don't really want to succeed, that's the punch
self pity really means, you don't give a fuck
enough to just work, cause any skater knows
you've gotta kick and push before you can coast
and you can have pride, but only ignorant boast
support and respect, cheers with your crew,
but tap it on the table, for the bar tender too,
i'm working this hard unafraid to pursue
cause I made 100 songs that sounded like shit
here's to 100 more, each better than before

(once all through 8 bars, slow and paced)
time to live a life you are not afraid of
cash in the fear in you, make the pain pay
up, passion'll make the late nights wake up
if it didn't hurt at first what you made ain't love

time to live a life you are not afraid of
cash in the fear in you, make the pain pay
up, passion'll make the late nights wake up
(if it) didn't hurt at first what you made ain't love
(x2)

see I had a problem, out of focus snag
I wanted it, yeah, but I didn't it bad
now I want it more than a smile or a laugh
cause if I get this, i'll get both those back
presents in a bag, “open whenever” tag
my life right now, I dreamed of in the past
but my future life, I am not dreaming up
i'm building that life by speaking up
I can see it now, soon able to touch
so dear friends, i'll be gone for a while
but this is a letter of recognition
see how close we are, no matter how far apart
been through a few winters, trying to get this car to start
gas tank dry and the engine was fried
but you'll still try, if your stubborn as I
took 100 to run, the next sets to fly

time to live a life we are not afraid of
cash in the fear in us, make the pain pay
up, passion'll make the late nights wake up
(if it) didn't hurt at first what we made ain't love
(x2)