| The beach on rainy day
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| My cigarettes are gone but i wont complaint
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| There’s ash on my skirt there’s mud on my shoes
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| I’m wet as a kite and it’scold as ice
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| It’s 7 am sun stands quite high
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| My car next to me but it seems that
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| That i slept on the ground just under the rain
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| The bottle is over and and a headace is near
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| I wonder why i’m still living this shit
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| It’s already a decade that iwake up like this
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| But then i think to me
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| We all were kids nothing plainer than that
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| And used to treat time as a matter of fact
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| It was cool to be dumb and dumb to be cool
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| And i wrote a million pages in a year or two
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| But look at us now we got no more love
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| We all eve been stucked we all are sad
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| A whole life in a year or in a day when you die
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| It’s just time, a damned matter of time
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| I wonder why i never grew up
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| And or if i did i still have to check out
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| But then i think to me
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| Maybe i was scared just underprepared
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| And now i pay price that i already paid
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| My time has come to become a man |