Texty: Offspring, The. I Choose.

Look at me I'm falling

Off a cliff now

I can still hear my mama yelling no no no

But the words mean nothing

Can't catch up to me now

And the view is so beautiful

All the way down

When I was a little boy

Sucking juice from a bottle

Believeing my perceptions were oh so real

But I didn't know nothing

Still know nothing

Was just enough for me to know the way I feel



This is life

What a fucked up thing we do

What a nighmare come true

Or a playground if we choose

And I choose



Look at me I'm swollen

Like a bananafish now

I'm never gonna make it out of my hole

But I keep on laughing

Doesn't really matter

There's dozens of reasons for explaining my soul

When I was a teenager

Suckin' booze with the vatos

Discussing who was gonna live to be 21

They said they wouldn't make it

They didn't make it

We're all naked when the day is said and done



This is life

What a fucked up thing we do

What a nighmare come true

Or a playground if we choose

And I choose



Don't know who made this all come true

But know while you're here

You just gotta do what you gotta do



Now if I wasn't such a weenie

Do you think you'd still love me

Prending I'm an airplane on the living room floor

But like a lovely generator

You stand right by me

And if words were wisdom I'd be talking even more

So I keep on falling

As I'm looking back above me

Watching as my mama just becomes a little dot

Now I'm like Deniro

I'm amarillo

And I'll never know when I hit the ground



This is life

What a fucked up thing we do

What a nighmare come true

Or a playground if we choose

And I choose