School yard pave with asphalt, all alone
unfinished high-school standing in front of me. It’s clocks are ticking the passed time
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It feels everyone else has everything finished
degrees and families, a car in the park
But I’m still looking for my place
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This is my life
A day I wouldn’t change away
This is my life
and I find a topic for a song
At the smoking place I open my cigarette pack, like a film I’m watching my life
This is my life
and there’s a lot in the future
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on the coffetable with relatives I hear the questions. “Is the heart of our nigstar someone’s?” and I explain- I don’t have time.
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I see the worries on their faces
They hope I could stand on my own feet
and I garentee, I’m ok
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This is my life
A day I wouldn’t change away
This is my life
and I find a topic for a song
At the parking place I watch behind me. again like a film I’m watching my life.
This is my life
and there’s lot n the future
This is my lifeeee…
And there’s lot in the futureeee….