This Fiction

I used to drink whiskey on the rocks
Now I search for treasures under the docks
I used to crash parties or hold my own
Now the fun has vanished and I’m all alone

Well I hope we see some change
‘Cause the world is feeling pain
This fiction is driving me insane

I used to hair trigger and get real mad
I was drunk and dangerous and it was sad, sad, sad
I used to treat fitness like the anti-fun
What am I gonna witness? Will I have to punch then run?

Well I hope we start some change
We are home to something strange
This fiction is driving me insane

There’s a wave a-comin' from the harbor
And I think we’re gonna drown
Everything is moving much too fast
We gotta outrun the crowd
Let your body break down

Used to rock a promise, used to be a drunk
But my rock got broken and I became a punk
I used to march briskly so the walk would end
Now I shut up and listen and I march with friends

Well I hope we start some change
We been clawed and cuffed and chained
This fiction is driving me insane
Some friction is what we need to bring
This fiction is driving me insane