Every second, every minute, every hour, every day We burden our minds with trivial bullshit, same face a different name The psycho conversation, stare at the same four walls until the paint chips away Well, I'm a blind man, searchin' for color in a world that's so long been grey Well I'm a deaf man, chasin' the echoes of a song that's already been played If I could talk to my younger self now I'd say, "Don't take nothin' for granted, kid You haven't seen just how bad things can get And you never know what'cha got 'till it's gone Never know 'till it's gone..." Well I could spew some schematic apology But it wouldn't do no good The damage is done, so now all we do is run And pretend our choices haven't killed the best in us We'll fly a white flag, and both say everything had never meant anything at all And when I'm not passed out, and I'm really sleepin' I'm always dreamin' of you If I could talk to my younger self now I'd say, "Don't take nothin' for granted, kid You haven't seen just how bad things can get And you never know what'cha got 'till it's gone Never know 'till it's gone..."