Text: New Found Glory. Constant Static.

Yeah, I'm on the verge of something good
It's been up my sleeve this whole time, waiting
Yeah, I'm not the condescending type
I'm just a boy turned man completely overnight
Now I

I can't relate to your constant static
Your lack of remorse is cause for panic
No, I can't relate, I never did
The worst thing was when I let you in
I let you in

Yeah, you might take a second look
It's just a game we play and we all hesitate
Yeah, my outlook isn't good
But at least I can say I wake up happy
Every day, every day

I can't relate to your constant static
Your lack of remorse is cause for panic
No, I can't relay , I never did
The worst thing was when I let you in
I let you in

No, this is the bad translation of dictionaries I keep in my head
I live my life in cycles and rough sketches
That I keep hidden and locked away

I can't relate to your constant static
Your lack of remorse is cause for panic
No, I can't relay, I never did
The worst thing was when I let you in
I let you in