This Is Not A Method (This Is A Provocation)

We've been around, we've seen a lot
Not crazy amounts but just enough to understand there's no use in pretending to be someone
Some things made us laugh, some were quite depressing and in the end we still play that game though we know we can't win it
We shot then we aimed, we'll be backwards till the end but we're participating
Last night I thought I'd try meditation, I came up with a bunch of resolutions
We'll stop simulating growing pains, we're in our late twenties
Quit backstabbing all of our friends and then talk about integrity
And we'll stop believing in the ghost of punk-rock past
It may be strange but with without rage we actually look like we managed
To overcome not to become bitter, jealous or jaded
But we will admit that's not how we planned it and in the end we still play that game though we know we can't win it
This is a steal, a thrill, a contribution but it's not a plan
This is our life, our drive, it's not a method, it's a provocation
It'll all end up in contention and friction, can't wash away this permanent impression