Way back singin Mrs. Robinson on train tracks Drinkin out of bottles with the stray cats I had a grip it slipped away
Older than I was yesterday My shoulders learned to carry all this weight and more Tomorrow, wont you come my way
Oh it's all a show we pretend like we know what we're doing Oh it's the blood in our veins take pride in your name And I keep going
City keeps telling me that I been lookin shitty Hitting too much coke and whiskey I guess I'll drink myself to death
Oh it's all a show we pretend like we know what we're doing Oh it's the blood in our veins take pride in your name And I keep goingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
