Hard days made me, Hard nights shaped me, I don't know, They somehow saved me, And I know I'm making something, Out of this life they called nothing I take what I want, Take what I need, They say it's wrong, But it's right for me, I won't look down, Won't say I'm sorry, I know that only God can judge me.
And if I make it through today, Will tomorrow be the same? Am I just running in place? And if I stumble and I fall, Should I get up and carry on? Will it all just be the same?
Cause I'm Young And I'm Hopeless, I'm lost and I know this, I'm going nowhere fast, that's what they say. I'm troublesome, I'm fallen, I'm angry at my father, It's me against this world, and I don't care. I don't care.
And no one in this industry, understands the life I lead, When I sing about my past, It's not a gimmick, not an act. These critics and these trust fund kids, Try to tell me what punk is, But when I see them on the streets, They got nothin to say(nothin to say)
And if I make it through today, Will tomorrow be the same? Am I just running in place? And if I stumle and I fall, Should I get up and carry on? Will it all just be the same?
Cause I'm Young and I'm Hopeless, I'm lost and I know this, I'm going nowhere fast, that's what they say. That I'm troublesome, I'm fallen, I'm angry at my father, It's me against this world, and I don't care. I don't care, I don't care, Now, I don't care.
I'm Young and I'm Hopeless, I'm lost and I know this, I'm going nowhere fast, that's what they say. That I'm troublesome, I'm fallen I'm angry at my father, It's me against this world, And I don't care. I don't care. I don't care. I don't care. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
