What’s the point of following rules anyway?

We’ve got nowhere to go

We’ve got nothing to show

We get what we want and we want to get thrown away

We’ve got nothing to say

We’ve got nowhere to stay

Everywhere I go I find some loose change

And I wish that I could make some kind of change

Everything I change really stays the same

Everyone I love takes my love for a game

Everything I change really stays thе same

But I like it when it stays thе same

We wanna do good but we’re getting high everyday

Kinda feeling numb

We’re blind, deaf, and dumb

We’re chasing the ground, looking around, trying to find our way

We all feel like shit

I love the taste of your spit

Everywhere I go I find some loose change

And I wish that I could make some kind of change

Everything I change really stays the same

Everyone I love takes my love for a game

Everything I change really stays the same

But I like it when it stays the same

Hit me