Phoenix

Written by Seth Billyard.

You wanna hide under your bed but you just can’t do it

Your parents are dead and their house is in ruins

You’re living in the part of town your mother told you to stay out of

On someone else’s couch

You soak in the smoke of your roommate’s marijuana

You used to take a toke but you got paranoid and you don’t wanna

Look in the mirror when you barely recognize your own face

In someone else’s place

You’re looking rough and things are tough no doubt you’re just another burnout

But you’ll become a phoenix somehow

You go into work the fluorescent lights are blinding

Your boss is a jerk but you pretend that you like him

You save all your change ’til you have enough to get that guitar

And you practice in your car

You’re looking rough and things are tough no doubt you’re just another burnout

But you’ll become a phoenix somehow