I've been thinking too much again
About life and all the stupid shit that I'm in
All the regrets I've made, and those I should never regret
As my mind continues to circle the drain
I wonder if I could've spent my time better
Like helping victims of war, or fighting cancer
Instead of fighting ignorance
Or burning all the McDonald's to the ground
So sorry mom
So sorry mom, i'm not coming home, until I make the world a better place or die trying
Cause the weight of my backpack and heart on my sleeve
Isn't heavy enough to stop me
No they're not gonna like what I have to say
But someone's gotta say what's one everybody's mind
No, they're not gonna like what I have to say
So f*ck em
So sorry dad
So sorry dad, i'm not coming home, until I make the world a better place or die trying
Cause the weight of my backpack and heart on my sleeve
Isn't heavy enough to stop me