Cole... Cole, Cole, Cole... You had the power to stop this from happening
Hi, I think that it's time you all met me
A petty little kid that's attempting to be bending
The rules every opportunity that he gets
Cementing himself in history and really bets that
He'll succeed, too, never frets, free from being a marionette
High school? He just finished it but in the end won't be needing
The validation from the ones he deems to be inferior
Cheerier the others are but the strings are their carrier
I'm just trying to have a good time
So why you jumping in my face with all your worries
Life's a mountain and I'll beat you to the top, I'm in a hurry
I don't know why you'd try when you'll always end up dead
I'm seeing a future made of gold, you're seeing red
You seem to see me as a failure but it's all just in your head
Smile as you gaze upon the setting sun over the ocean
With somebody you trust
With somebody you love
Can't think of anything that you could be doing that's better
As long as you're together
And it'll be like that forever
I never wanted much in life
Never got it either, but still felt rich living among the trife
My trailer was a mansion looking back upon it
Yet it felt just like a prison, held me back, but still I fought it
Had a thought then I would jot it, had I lost my will I got it
Back and went directly for the throats of whomever had robbed it
I thought the world revolved around me but I had to stop it
For you'll never return, should you ignore the truth and
Caution if you try to step to me
I'm on a streak you can't even begin to break
The world is ours but everything you have I think I'll have to take
Things didn't have to be this way
I really wish that I could take back what I've done
But in the end the cinder block is not enough; all bodies float up
Gazing toward the glistening moon over the creek water
With nobody to trust
With nobody to love
Can't think of anything that you could be doing that's better
As long as you're together, as long as you're together
Gazing toward the bleeding moon over the swamp
With nobody to trust, to trust
With nobody to love, to love, we hate to love
(Limbo is nice this time of year, Cole)
Can't think of anything that you could be doing that's better
Because all hope is gone, is gone
And it'll be like that for a long, long, long time