Hollywood's deadbeats

every story can be defined by a song
express a feeling where words seem wrong
so grab my hand and move me along
where winter falls out and summer stretches on

i cast the hook and you took the bait
reminding us of this intense debate
this was fun, felt good, felt great
knowing we fell into adulthood's pre-phase

stand up and salute this dying resignation
of deadbeat hollywood's next generation
it was just yet another
close - encounter
of a dream's hallucination

walk away from every mistake you ever made
but stand up tall, above them all and rejoice
congrates old chum, you finally won, isnt it great?!
you were caught from an old friend's fraud, so retaliate

seize the day and hold on proud
stand together and scream it loud
the feeling of goodbye is all around
this is the last day i follow the crowd

sit down and wave to the vast collision
of deadbeat hollywood's next generation
the unknown remains
reviving the day
of a chooser's hallucination.

[[ it was a perfect day, everything seemed right
i was on a roll and in controll this time...
when will you learn everything's fine?
you wont always be on my mind
so smile and wave when i pass by
remember her name in your final nightt ]]