"Any Other Night" lyrics

I wrote this song in 2007 as well and, basically, it deals with the only thing that truly matters. If our life was to end, would it be okay? I think that's why I'm not afraid to go on rollercoasters (I know, I'm a badass). Because when I'm at an amusement park I am having an awesome time and I feel that if I were to die, then so be it. I don't try to screw with fate. There's worse ways to go anyway. This is also about what I actually consider 'happiness'. You might notice a recurring line having to do with 'girl, guitar, and friends'. These are the only things I need in my life: I need to have love and be loved by my one and only girl. I need the ability to make music and write things and tell you people who read things like this how I feel about life and hopefully have some kind of influence. And I need my friends- there are some nights that I've spent with my friends that stand out in my mind as the epitome of happiness, to the point where it's all just a wonderful blur. When I typed these lyrics out, I said that I wouldn't write a huge explanation. Shit, I did. The music is what would usually be like 4 or 5 different songs, but each section reflects what I'm saying in the lyrics appropriately, and that is how I write songs. If you don't like it, listen to Nickelback.

And on the day we die,
We're going down together, just like any other night
A one-way ticket to paradise
Wouldn't be worth anything without you by my side

If we die tonight- and this isn't hypothetical
Would we close our eyes and feel no pain, are we that comfortable?
If the answer is no, then who are we spiting?
Ignore all the slogans that you hear them reciting
We make up our own minds- don't need your influence
We can have our own fun without your filthy affluence
Just cuz it's a beautiful day

Every summer night, when everything is excellent
I'm riding on my bike
And everything makes so much sense
I got my girl, my guitar, and my friends
Got nothing to be sad about so why should I pretend?
It's the little things.....the stupid little things
That keep us all....sane
Listen, sir, we don't want your money
We didn't hafta pay to make this day so sunny
Oh, what a beautiful day

You can't get anywhere with dishonesty
And nothing brings more guilt than greed
If we spent half the time we spend moaning instead wearing smiles,
What more would we need?

Did we always do our best?
Will we stand out from the rest?
And on the day we die- will we be satisfied?
Will we be satisfied?
Did we always do our best?
Will we stand out from the rest?
And on the day we die- will we be satisfied?
Will we be satisfied?

And on the day we die,
We're going down together, just like any other night