Matt Wixson - My Identity Crisis Lyrics

Help cuz I can't tell
If I'm breaking down vicariously
Or if I have problems myself
Well maybe I'm spending too much time
Trying to be something I'm not
Trying to show off something I don't got

Like I got problems just like them
I got a fucked up head
So can I please just write one serious song
To try to gain a little hep street cred
So I got some mental illness
Or maybe I just don't
Maybe I'm destined to be
The ska scene's biggest inside joke

Who really gets it? Is the punchline coming up?
I've had a blast and shared some laughs
But I feel like no one cares enough
I'm a 20-something one-man band, a zero to be sure
Having imaginary breakdowns
Cuz I'm scared to fucking death to go on tour

And I don't know what I want
To be when I grow up
Should I just start a band and live in a van
Or take more classes at $800 a pop?
Someone tapped me on the shoulder
And said "you're older now.
Stop playing so loud, start making me proud
By getting quickly the hell out of my house

You ain't shit, just a nuisance
Just a nuisance, you ain't shit
You're not crazy, only lazy
Just a nuisance, you ain't shit
You're a failure and a burden
Just a nuisance, you ain't shit
You ain't shit, just a nuisance
Just a shitty adult kid"