Tekster: Bayside. Boy.

He can't make sense of this
He's just too normal
This place is too scary
He's so scared that he'll miss
It keeps him in hiding
And restless and wanting

What if for one minute
He's given a chance
And he does something brilliant
But he'd rather not know
Cause walls protect him
His bedroom's a prison

Now is your chance boy just ignore
The dreadful things they say
Go on, give up, you'll never win,
No crying now, they're watching him
His blood will boil, the kids will sing
Learn to drown before you learn to swim.

If he took his time to prepare,
Stepped out of his shell
Blows an addiction
Such a comforting place,
A common mistake,
A dry wishing well.

Now is your chance boy just ignore
The dreadful things they say
Go on, give up, you'll never win,
No crying now, they're watching him
His blood will boil, the kids will sing
Learn to drown before you learn to swim.
So go on, give up, you'll never win

Oh what a mistake
He is charcoal within
He could never direct by them
He stands on the stage
With a grin
But he drops on his knees
And is waiting for anything he can believe in
He's lost, he just wants to be ordinary

Now is your chance boy just ignore
The dreadful things they say
Go on, give up, you'll never win
No crying now, they're watching him
His blood will boil, the kids will sing.
Learn to drown before you learn to swim.

Go on, give up, you'll never win
No crying now, they're watching him
His blood will boil, the kids will sing.
Learn to drown before you learn to swim.

Go on, give up, you'll never win
No crying now, they're watching him
His blood will boil, the kids will sing.
Learn to drown before you learn to swim.

Go on, give up, you'll never win
No crying now, they're watching him

Go on, give up, you'll never win