When i get older Ill be a waste of room in your head And we'll walk slower No time for talk just drinking and sleep When i leave my bedroom Theyll turn it in to some kind of ghost And ill regret it cause those days are dead and im still around Nothing to say for my ego Nothing to say for myself now But i saw your monsters I broke their backs i broke their spines I broke your mirror Ive got back luck until i die I didnt want this but choices go with every next age Ive been so selfish but i want more I'll run away with you Ill pull open your door I swear i want it more than these chokes and old chains Ill run away any hour Whatever we do Ill run away from my conscious The guilt that it chews Ill run away with you