Sometimes I don't want to try. I'd rather fuck up. I don't want yours. I want mine. I've only got one. I'm not dumb. I'm figuring out my life. Let it cut. The failures are worth the fight. We are nothing like them. I've got some friends who want to die, but, really, they're dead. They snuffed their hearts and lost their minds for banks and courts. And we grew guts and gnawed on the roar of life. We got young and, baby, we did it right. We are nothing like them.