Generation A.D.D.

Had a soul, but I cashed it in for
Two dollars and twenty-seven cents
I needed money to drive myself to work
Some days I feel I'd be better off dead
But my best friend said this is all in my head
I've got the potential to potentially leave my mark
So I keep writing my songs hoping
Somebody will sing along
I grow so tired of singing alone

And I've realized the power of my words
Might not ever be enough to shake the earth
There's really just one thing that's been my motive from the start
These words I write might aid in a weary heart
Maintaining its shape when it's falling apart

I was born back in '93
At the dawn of Generation A.D.D.
My lack of interest might drive you mad
An urbane mouth and a dirty mind
I'm oversexed, never satisfied
But it don't mean you ain't the best I ever had

And I've realized we sometimes tend to rush
Into forcing someone else to be our emotional crutch, well now
Don't you hold it against them, don't hold a grudge
If the weight for them starts to be too much
For otherwise, you both will end up crushed

I hear people talking shit
Always urging me it's time to quit
They say it all so condescendingly
Well wishing on those shooting stars
Might not ever take you too damn far
But it got me right where I would like to be

So try your best please not to grow so cold
That you forget those moments, they shine brighter than gold
Darling, life can be beautiful
Or so I'm told