The Terrible 20's lyrics

I wanna pawn you off for a melody
I wanna drown myself in tragedy
I wanna row, row, row this bent-up boat ashore
You can write me off as a parallel
I'm just a product of a chemical
I'm gonna rock, rock, rock
Till I roll, roll, roll away
I'm pretty sure I'm not convinced
I like living in conflict
We got enough, we got plenty
I'm in my terrible twenties
I take only what I will waste
What I can fit in a suitcase
Oh come on, I want
I wanna crash, I want a bad trip
I wanna win now, I wanna quit
I wanna pawn you off for newish g(?)
I wanna drown myself in tragedy
I'm gonna rock, rock, rock
Till I roll, roll, roll away
Alright, oh, whoo!
She's my old lady
Born to behave
The tunnels were flooded
I couldn't escape
Someone came with a radio
Lured by peril
And I'm taking the whole for my (?)
Writing the soundtrack for my fears
Rise to fall, rise to fall, yeah
Rise to fall.
With no one to blame, no one to thank
A paragraph away, a quarter of a page
I'm a cold, cold, cold, a cold, cold-blooded fool
I wanna sell a preyer that's got belligerance
When nothing's possible and nothing makes sense
I'm gonna talk, talk, talk
Till you walk, walk, walk away
I'm pretty sure I'm not convinced
I like living in conflict
We got enough, we got plenty
We're in our terrible twenties
I take only what I will waste
What I can fit in a suitcase
Oh come on, I want
I wanna crash, I want a bad trip
I wanna something, I want a quit
I wanna sail away on a sinking ship
Well you can write me off,
It's not like I give a shit
I'm gonna rock, rock, rock
Till I roll, roll, roll away