Messaneo

Det är väl säkert mitt fel det också.. men jag börjar ju som må bra.. vill inte tappa mer nu när det börjar gå bra
Förlåt att jag gör sånt som får andra att må dåligt.. förstår bara inte vad..


och jag tror ändå inte det är nån som läser min blogg nå mer..

When we were young the future was so bright
The old neighborhood was so alive
And every kid on the whole damn street
was gonna make it big and not be beat.

Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn
The kids are grown up but their lives are worn
How can one little street
Swallow so many lives

Chances blown, nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still, it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
Go!

Jamie had a chance, well she really did
Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids
Mark still lives at home cause he's got no job
He plays guitar, smokes a lot of pot

Jay committed suicide
Brandon OD'd and died
What the hell is going on?
Cruelest dream, reality

Chances blown, nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still, it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
Go!

Chances blown, nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still, it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams