Perfect Driftwood

There's nothing worse than being told that what you have is worthless It makes you feel like everything you've done is without certainty Call forth the first mate Tell them that the sails have been set the wrong way Blame always falls on somebody else Other than the person that set the sails It's an age-old mistake (It's an age-old mistake) It's an age-old mistake Sometimes you have to question The fact that decisions you made Were never destined to be the right one A situation tighter than the ropes you cling to life from Though drowning's a means to escape You still refuse to taper off into anything That's too much for you to handle Life spent on a gamble I'll tell you right now, light a candle in our name If the ship goes down, We'll celebrate the same Where was doubt when all of this Was nothing more than bullshit? Where was fear when all of this Was nothing more than fun? We fought our way for nothing to making just the best of it We've scratched and clawed at relevance To do what we have done It's okay to admit that we have done better Than what they thought that we could scrape up It's a shame to think that even though The best is a subjective term People hold you to a standard Without understanding it's fucked I'll tell you right now Light a candle in my name If the ship goes down, I'll celebrate the shame Where was doubt when all of this was nothing more than bullshit? Where was fear when all of this was nothing more than fun? We fought our way for nothing, to making just the best of it We've scratched and clawed to relevance To do what we have done It's a shame to think that even though The best is subjective You're held to a standard without understanding It's a shame to think that even though The best is subjective You're held to a standard without understanding it's fucked