I hear some people been talking me down Bring up my name, pass it round
They don't mention happy times They do their thing, I do mine
Oh baby that's hard to change I can't tell them how to feel
Some get strong, some get strange Soon or later it all gets real
Walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on
I remember the good old days Stayed up all night, getting crazy
Then the money was not so good But we still did the best we could
Oh baby that's hard to change I can't tell them how to feel
Some get strong, some get strange Soon or later it all gets real
Walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on
Yeah buddy!
But it was all about distant cries Of love and regrets
So I can grow now The gobbles banked in time
In the trials of the heart We are young, we are free
We possess our parts So I can grow now
So I can grow now, but what about disease?
So I can grow now, don't you believe me?
So I can grow now, but what about disease?
So I can grow now
We live in twisted times I would find it like solid by distant cries
Of love and regrets So I can grow now
The gobbles banked in time In the trials of the heart
We are young, we are free And both possess our parts
So I can grow now
So I can grow now, but what about disease?
So I can grow now, don't you believe me?
So I can grow now, but what about disease?
So I can grow now
So I can grow now, but what about disease?
So I can grow now, don't you believe me?
So I can grow now, but what about disease?
So I can grow now
So I can grow now, don't you believe me?
So I can grow now, don't you believe me?
So I can grow now, don't you believe me?
So I can grow now, don't you believe me?
So I can grow now, don't you believe me?
So I can grow now, don't you believe me?
So I can grow now
Two days gone
Somebody checked in on you
That unsettled and smelt
Got into all the tenants' rooms
You were found
Sitting up all alone
In the downtown
Your clothes dry
But your brother dies
And wanna know
Brain told your case
Well, could you die?
Wait for 10 magazines
You're a little TV sexual
Cigarettes, cigarettes, cigarettes
Some man sent you a big fake
Million dollar bill
You thought it was the real thing
You were caught up by the world
Crushin' it must've been too fine
This is not your place
This is not your time
These serums of a sign
Crushin' down upon your fifty-something
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
And times are already working hard
Against the mind
Oh, there is no kind
It's a different kind of crime
Those voices you were hearing
Baby blue, is it gone?
What do we only want to talk to you?
To you you've forgotten
Mine is also, also mine
