We'll Find a way, find a way, find a way (despite those who doubted us) Just stoned and hopeless is what they told us, our future is golden and you
Oh man just throw sand into my eyes, from beaches of heaven under the skies, to restore my face and recharge my mind, take me away for a fantasy find
Stop I need some lovin, just not from anyone, but everyone...everyone.... So you wanna live your life? Well come with me....Come with me to the place
A Slave put to work in the field of the dreams, breaking his back just know what it means, I say Hispanic and then they panic in a worrysome rage, the
This sequential prison is the lonliest kind, a torture of the soul, heart, body and mind, see im happy with my life and honestly proud, your happy with
but we do what we got to. in and out of school with a mouth like a dinosaur if someone pops off that what god gave you knuckles for (Thanks to Afilio
: It's just out of reach Can't think of nothing else Gathering the nerve Something's in the air It's just out of reach and i'm on the ground I have energy
"This is what happens when you fuck a stranger in the ass"
Minutes from now, you'll be replaced the same old faces, it hasn't changed why don't you grow up and act your age what the hell is wrong with you
You grow up quick learning everything the hard way you're fucking up everyday but i can't complain the things you're taught are taken for granted
You've been around for a couple of weeks always tried to prove something to me it's just some bullshit that i don't need, kids like you are all the
(Cover of ssd's cover of beach boys - "remember")
Get the fuck out of my face with all the bullshit that you have to say everything i do, i always fuck up great i'm fucked, another mistake someones
They hit the streets with intent to hurt crazed teens with black sweatshirts prescribing new ways to control dark days are here theres nothing sacred
Calzoni di stoffa color antracite, bretelle sformate ma ancora pulite, le calze di lana ovviamente bucate e macchie indelebili di rosso cromate! Rit
Senza respirare chiuso dentro ad un metro non ti fermare nella testa forte il suono del mio ipod non so ascoltare l'equilibrio e rotto prima o poi lo
It's just out of reach Can't think of nothing else Gathering the nerve Something's in the air It's just out of reach and i'm on the ground I have energy
(Roger Taylor) Here comes a dude Get a look at that guy Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Na na ba ba ba da da da Give me 'b' give me 'a' give me 'd' Give me
