And if I make it through today, will tomorrow be the same
am I just running in place?
if I stumble and I fall, should I get up and carry on?
or will it all just be the same?

'cause I'm young and I'm hopeless
I'm lost and I know this
I'm going nowhere fast, that's what they say
I'm troublesome, I've fallen
I'm angry at my father
It's me against this world and I don't care...
I don't care

and no one in this industry understands the life I lead
when I sing about my past, it's not a gimmick, not an act!
these critics and these trust fund kids, try to tell me what punk is
but when I see them on the street, they got nothing to say!
--"The Young and The Hopeless", by Good Charlotte

.:.enter the agility ring.:.
.:.head for the feline hideout.:.
.:.plunge into the rabbit hole.:.