Текст песни: Whippersnapper. America's Favorite Pastime. The System.

You never heard a word your father said until he said goodbye and now you walk these streets in agony just looking for the reason why You try to tell me that you've played it safe, lain in wait, looking for your reason to shine. And all this talk about intensity your destiny, you're telling me You're going to be just fine I want to believe you, but it's too late Finally you've come to see that nothings as it really seems Your broken dreams, your blue skies turn to gray. and now you've left me kind of dangling, wondering if ever really felt this way I want to believe you, but it's too late You say you're going to prove yourself right say you won't go down without a fight you don't know how "the system " is going to let you live, but words alone almost always mean nothing the look in your eyes I know that you're bluffing. Truth be known I think you never had the will to give Waste away your life no motivation now But now I've leamed how to walk away and let you go your separate way before you drag me down And in between your tears you scream and shout "you're selling out the water is overhead but I won't drown" I want to believe you, but it's too late