I tried my very hardest to write the quintessential angsty-21st-century-highschool song and this is what I came up with - it has one, count it, one swear word. I like to think of it as if Bowling for Soup or something similar would come up with it - it’s a little a la Highschool Never Ends =P

LYRICS:
brittle
broken
these are the tokens of
living in modern society
black and
beaten
these are the reasons
the only things you trust are your own two feet
so you run and
you run and you run and
you never seem to make it

your shirt is ripped up
and your grades really suck
and you’ll never ever get anywhere
and you sit in your car
with the front door ajar
and you never put the petal to the metal.

leave this
shit hole
these are not the people that will
get you and feel you for being free
do it
go on
but the ties that bind are too strong
and you can’t leave your mom and your dad on the street
so you think and
you think and you think and
you never seem to do it

and your shirt is ripped up
and your grades really suck
and you’ll never ever get anywhere
as you sit in your car
with the front door ajar
and you never put the petal to the metal

you think about driving and you you
you think about flying over these roads
and you think about climbing up you you
dreaming of running and running and never never coming home

and your shirt is ripped up
and your grades really suck
and you’ll never ever get anywhere
as you sit in your car
with the front door ajar
and you never put the petal to the metal [x2]