I always waste my time just wondering
What the next man thinks of me
I'll never do exactly what I want
And I'll sculpt my life for your acceptance
I always waste my time just wondering
What the next man thinks of me
I'll never do exactly what I want
And I'll sculpt my life for your acceptance
And I feel forgotten
Feel like rotting
(Do you feel the same?)
(Do you feel the same?)
Adolescence
Just can't make sense
(It's calling my name)
(It's calling my name)
I take a look around
And all the things I've found
I call it blind hatred
If you'd stop a while
And maybe if you'd smile
You would realize that
We're all the same
It's just like our brain
When it goes insane
We feel the same pain
All my life I've seemed to have this need
I think at times it even turns to greed
We all want to join some family
We'll even sacrifice a moral changing
כותב : בילי ג'ו ארמסטרונג.
שנה לא עידכנתי. כבר עמדתי לסגור.
אין מה לומר-באופן רישמי אני לא מכורה לגרין דיי וכבר לא מאוהבת בבילי בטריוף. יש אהבה חדשה.
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