Don't Have Time - Good Riddance

All the lies that the papers said

You can’t base your life on what you’ve read

It’s safe and so sterilized

And there’s an urgency to the things you find

You’ll beat the curve if you wait in line

Don’t break your heart this time

And let it all unwind

Just what have we done?

We killed a mothers only son

Just to remain at number one

But I don’t have time in my life for this

Stand at the brink of a precipice

And those same old fears arise

With eyes to drawn to counteract

The ghost in you comes rushing back

Too caustic to subside

Just what have we done?

We killed a mothers only son

Just to remain at number one

We parade our benevolence block out the sun

Through decades of reveries still number one

It’s always the same as the words die on our tongues

Seek your comfort from above