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Woorden: Crucial Dudes. 61 Penn.

If I told you that I'd stay
That I'd never be okay
Would it mean anything
And if it meant I'd never see
All the love you gave to me
Afraid I'll go and walk away

Sometimes I don't think that I can think hard enough
About all the shit we've been doing with our lives
And how we're growing up, screwing off
Scratch my head until it starts to bleed
And I'll never know exactly why I'm here
Or what to think

Times are hard and it's a fact
But I'm never looking back
Going, gone, and out the park
Some people, they can't relax
With all that shit put on their back
In a way, I think we've all lost our track

Sometimes I don't think that I can think hard enough
About all the shit we've been doing with our lives
And how we're growing up, screwing off
Scratch my head until it starts to bleed
And I'll never know exactly why I'm here
Or what to think

So if I go, I walk away with nothing
While you sit there with that smile plastered on your face
You'll never know just how much that I dread on this
I don't think that you care
You just never seem to care

Scratch my head until it starts to bleed
But that won't tell me anything
Scratch my head until it starts to bleed
But that won't tell me anything

I wish that I could show you all the love I give
I wish you'd shut up for a second
And just let me live
I know that times are hard
It's a fact, but I'm never looking back
So let me be
You've gotta let me be the kid I've always been