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1994

94 was a very good year
at least thats what i hear
people were living differently
we didnt have to do the things that we do now

could you be any more obvious
about your bias towards the nostalgic
was there ever a future for us
was it always just a place that dont exist

2007 was another year
i medicated i was running from my fears
no one showed me how to live
i had to figure everything out by myself

and i was asking what is this life for
sleeping on the boiler room floor
stole all the wine and then i cried myself to sleep
wishing that i could go to 1994

2016 was a hell of a year
everyone else will doubtless agree with me there
the veil of innocence was torn
made me wish that i was never born at all

and i was burning down my inner child
closing my eyes pretending i dont hear him cry
still i secretly kept a shred of what i had before
when i was happy back in 1994