Charlie Foxtrot - Follow The Leader Lyrics

I don't wanna say "so long" 'til it's over
Is it really time for growing up and sober?
Come on
Do you really want to live forever?
Do you really think there's something better?
My hands are black, my feet are tied, my nose is running thin
My zodiac's unsatisfied with salt and Ritalin
When certainty is certainly a sin
You follow the leader again
I don't wanna be the foam in your scrapbook
Some haunted wish baked into your yearbook page
I'm out
You couldn't think of something sadder?
You know those rings won't make a ladder
My hands are black, my feet are tied, my nose is running thin
My zodiac's unsatisfied with salt and Ritalin
When certainty is certainly a sin
You follow the leader
We're so sorry that we hurt you
Boredom ain't a f*cking virtue
Can't seem to get enough, get enough
Can't seem to get enough, get enough
Can't seem to get enough, get enough
I can't seem to get enough
My hands are black, my feet are tied, my nose is running thin
My zodiac's unsatisfied with salt and Ritalin
When certainty is certainly a sin
You follow the leader again