Spectators

[Verse 1] I've wasted my whole life And you can too Just follow your dreams And see them through Avoid the small things Your health, love, the cluttered room Erase the spectators That's what you gotta do [Chorus] I've walked among the critics there on the road to hell They've rated how I'm dying, so they know me well They fold their arms and say: "Can't impress me now" And I don't mind [Bridge] The spectators' eyes are closed Their ears are shut Hands at their waist Hands folded there A specter is haunting Texas and moving west [Chorus] I've walked among my critics on the road to hell They've rated how I'm dying, so they know me well They fold their arms and say: "Okay, impress me now" And I don't mind I don't mind anymore I don't mind I'm not around anymore I am gone [Verse 2] I've wasted my whole life And you can too Just follow your dreams And see them through Avoid the big things Your love, your health, the cluttered room Erase the spectators That's what you gotta do