Bayside - Roshambo (Rock, Paper, Scissors) Lyrics
You never really knewthe things you learned would matter;the things you did and didn't do would someday define you;the things you hate the most :the lessons on piano,the books you read in Sunday school--I swear I'd trade in anything to be young again.And all these thingswere lessons in livingIt seems like we're all fighting to be more than who we are.Life's been a test of virtue and humility so far.‘cause give and take don't matter either way.Luck of the draw, the lottery;Roshambo for poverty.Destination: anywhere but here.Here I go again,feeling sorry for myself.Am I getting old at heart--too old to pretendthat everything's alright?Have I had a choice?Walking past a thresholdinto a changeand your life's never the same again.And all these thingswere lessons in living.It seems like were all fighting to be more than who we are.Life's been a test of virtue and humility so far.'cause give and take don't matter either way.Luck of the draw, the lottery;Roshambo for poverty.Destination: anywhere but here.My mind's open.I scream for better things.It seems like were all fighting to be more than who we are.Life's been a test of virtue and humility so far.'cause give and take don't matter either way.Luck of the draw, the lottery;Roshambo for poverty.Destination: anywhere but here.
