Testo American Pie Reruns

I drove to the arcade, with money and time to waste
I'm letting myself let go, reminding myself to play
Sometimes you just need a break from reality
I'm tired of debating, my mortality

I've been through it all, scars around my lungs
Strange when I exhale... am I having fun?
Is this who I used to be, with my mind protecting me
All the things I left behind, with my selective memory
It's like going on vacation, guess I haven't found my place yet
Stepping outside of my mind and into self preservation

There's always this moment, those video store trips
American pie re-runs make me numb, I don't want to come undone
Till I am not someone

I've been through it all, scars around my lungs
Strange when I exhale... am I having fun?

Is this who I used to be, with my mind protecting me
All the things I left behind, with my selective memory
It's like going on vacation, guess I haven't found my place yet Stepping outside of my mind and into self preservation

Time out, no I don't want to face it
Fly south, only so I'll escape it
Dive, down, high on a roller coaster
Sights, sounds, letting it wash all over me

Is this who I used to be, with my mind protecting me
All the things I left behind, with my selective memory
It's like going on vacation, guess I haven't found my place yet
Stepping outside of my mind and into self preservation