Teenage Purgatory

I know this story was told more than once
About a young boy that just wanted to dance
About a young man that wish he could fly
Spinning and twirling up high in the sky

I know that this music is to sing along
Like it was just another karaoke song
Where letters are popping right out of the screen
To yet entertain another drunken teen

You see that dreams are what we can
We deal with them without any plan
Just playing along at the sound of the beat
Finding a way to get to the end of the street

You live trough computers and cellular phones
Your skin doesn't have any different tones
The sun doesn't shin in the places you go
That's why you keep trying to aiming so low

Yes it's about you, reclusion is your own existence
It's all about you, the young man without resistance
We're talking about you, the futile, shallow, sad guy
This is about you, and all those things money can't buy

You feel disappointed for what we call hope
And there's no solution in the end of a rope
Try to get back to your shattered dream
Find a solution where you don't need to scream

Common young lad this is your time
You can't stay put drinking vodka with lime
Don't pull your self down kissing the ground
Get your ass up and fight the last round

Follow that girl with the nice warming smile
Try to get to that place and hang in for a while
Manage to be happy out of your narrow walls
This is a challenge i really hope you got the balls

Yes it's about you, reclusion is your own existence
It's all about you, the young man without resistance
We're talking about you, the futile, shallow, sad guy
This is about you, and all those things money can't buy

Like love, or even friends, another hope that never ends
A nice relation with you father and mom
The one they swear to love like a son
A brother a sister or even your dog
They give you much more than an IM log
So live your life, and do it well
Enjoy it now and not in the misery of hell.