Sometimes, just sometimes, I feel empty. I feel I should be doing something more with my life, something bigger, something more meaningful. And I don’t know what it is. And I don’t know how to start my search to find it. At these times, I tend to find meaning in music. And often, I find the words to describe perfectly how I feel.
Sometimes, I even find the answer.
I don’t know which one this is.
I wanna feel the car crash, I wanna feel the capsize, I wanna feel the bomb drop, the earth stop, ’til I’m satisfied. I wanna feel the car crash, ’cause I’m dyin’ on the inside. I wanna let go and know that I’ll be alright, alright