Call me stupid, call me crazy, call me what you will
I don`t write this music with intent to pay my bills
Cookie cutout cardboard bands, and we all sound the same
Guess I`m just a hypocrite for living out my dreams
It may not make a difference, not trying to make you see
It may not make no sense to you, but oh, it does for me
And when it`s all been said and done, I know that I had fun
Take it to the grave with me, this music still lives
What can I say that I haven`t said before?
Not afraid to be mistaken, not afraid to try
Not afraid to be uncertain, not afraid to die
When the words stop coming out, the music finally stops
I`ll pound my head against the wall, my bubble has been popped
lost the vibe the fluid feel the ink dried up my pen
Picked apart there`s nothing left when they come back again
When it`s all been said and done, I know that I had fun
Take it to the grave with me, this music still lives
Tale of a broken man...I just can`t find the words, the story goes on
The tale of a broken man. Just can`t find the words, the story goes on
The tale of a broken man. A broken man..broken.. Send " Hooray For Me" Ringtone to your Cell