This is a song about "Being a poser"

But thats the life of a human being

And this will be the song that we sing

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Too afraid of being a loser

The time is now, on everything

Or was i just a desolate being

And still being a rebel

I'm mental, it's instrumental

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

Half your body laying on my chest

A childhood being depressed,

A childhood being suppressed,

Carol city or was it the west