Текст: American Diary. Poster Boy.

I'll drink a lost cause with some pills and alcohol
never looked so good on paper
im the narrator, im not writing it down
i'll hold it in my poison and ill pray it doesnt come back up
im not a poster boy

but im burning lives and crossing bridges
to be a part of this friday night routine
and isnt this pathetic how we lie and tell you stories for the glory
we face our lives by atalizise and by the bottle

ill drink a lost cause with some pills and alcohol
never looked so good on paper
im the narrator im not writing it down
ill hold it in my poisen and pray it doesnt come back up
im not a poster boy

my reputation only goes as deep as the bottom of my pocket.
and your jealous cause i love what i do and i do what i want to
and isnt this pathetic how we lie and tell you stories for the glory
we live our lifes in headlines action spotlights but behind the curtain

i never feel so prouded when i know youre around

ill drink a lost cause with some pills and alcohol
never looked so good on paper
im the narrator im not writing it down
ill hold it in my poisen and pray it doesnt come back up
im not a poster boy

let me describe to you a story of a boy who swallowed pills
fascinated with sex and violence
to young to know what he figured out
that this world is full of violence insist to run him down
if he can learn to trust himself
only family and loving friends can ever hurt him

ill drink a lost cause with some pills and alcohol
never looked so good on paper
im the narrator im not writing it down
ill hold it in my poisen and pray it doesnt come back up
im not a poster boy

i never feel so prided when i know youre around
for a moment i feel brilliant
like the coolest kids in town
the world is full of violence that run him down
if he learns to trust himself only family and loving friends can ever hurt him