Lyrics Слушайте "Sad Story (Out…" на Apple Music "Sad Story (Out Of Luck)" A sad story, might find it boring Lost his Mum to a drug named heroin Father's gone, so Grandma's left with everything Two grandkids and a daughter's coffin I never really knew him when he was growing up But I assumed that it was a little fucked No parents for him to look up too Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuck Shit, I used to think he was a dick Tried too hard to fit And never grow out of it Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck [x2] Never left his home town That's what probably did it Never saw the other worlds That he didn't want to go and get it Occupied by fitting in where minds A small west, small things Make the small things feel so tall Will he ever change? Well apparently He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades It wouldn't help his case Oh, I couldn't ever say Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck [x2] But wait my life's out, a night out Brothers in town, some doubt A few fights, now kicked out clubs, shit the suns up One looks all it took for his girl to cuss at another Dudes being dudes They blow at the chest to impress these breasts That'd just started this mess They must protect the damsel in distress So other girls man decides to clench his fists And then he threw and missed Brothers hit, as did his Dropped him quick, then one kick to the head Oh shit other man is dead Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck [x2] And now he's locked away 21 years of age How many lives will go to waste? As far as graves Until I see some fucking change Oh, and I don't even know how We can change it too! I want another life Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
LYRICS: A sad story, might find it boring Lost his Mum to a drug named heroin Father's gone, so Grandma's left with everything Two grandkids and a daughter's coffin I never really knew him when he was growing up But I assumed that it was a little fucked No parents for him to look up too Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuck Shit, I used to think he was a dick Tried too hard to fit And never grow out of it 2x Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Never left his home town That's what probably did it Never saw the other worlds That he didn't want to go and get it Occupied by fitting in where minds A small west, small things Make the small things feel so tall Will he ever change? Well apparently He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades It wouldn't help his case Oh, I couldn't ever say 2x Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck But wait my life's out, a night out Brothers in town, some doubt A few fights, now kicked out clubs, shit the suns up One looks all it took for his girl to cuss at another Dudes being dudes They blow at the chest to impress these breasts That'd just started this mess They must protect the damsel in distress So other girls man decides to clench his fists And then he threw and missed Brothers hit, as did his Dropped him quick, then one kick to the head Oh shit other man is dead 2x Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck And now he's locked away 21 years of age How many lives will go to waste? As far as graves Until I see some fucking change Oh, and I don't even know how We continue to, Fight one another now! 3x Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
A sad story, might find it boring Lost his Mum to a drug named heroin Father's gone, so Grandma's left with everything Two grandkids and a daughter's coffin I never really knew him when he was growing up But I assumed that it was a little fucked No parents for him to look up too Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuck Shit, I used to think he was a dick Tried too hard to fit And never grew out of it Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Never left his home town That's what probably did it Never saw the other worlds That he didn't want to go and get it Occupied by fitting in where minds A small west, small things Make the small things feel so tall Will he ever change? Well apparently He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades It wouldn't help his case Oh, I couldn't ever say Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck But wait my life's out, a night out Brothers in town, some doubt A few fights, now kicked out clubs, shit the suns up One looks all it took for his girl to cuss at another Dudes being dudes They blow at the chest to impress these breasts That'd just started this mess They must protect the damsel in distress So other girls man decides to clench his fists And then he threw and missed Brothers hit, as did his Dropped him quick, then one kick to the head Oh shit other man is dead Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck And now he's locked away 21 years of age How many lives will go to waste? As far as graves Until I see some fucking change Oh, and I don't even know how We can change it too! I want another life Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Sad story, might find it boring Lost his Mum to a drug named heroin Father's gone, so Grandma's left with everything Two grandkids and a daughter's coffin I never really knew him when he was growing up But I assumed that it was a little fucked No parents for him to look up too Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuck Shit, I used to think he was a dick Tried too hard to fit And never grew out of it Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Never left his home town That's what probably did it Never saw the other worlds That he didn't want to go and get it Occupied by fitting in where minds A small west, small things Make the small things feel so tall Will he ever change? Well apparently He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades It wouldn't help his case Oh, I couldn't ever say Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck But wait my life's out, a night out Brothers in town, some doubt A few fights, now kicked out clubs, shit the suns up One looks all it took for his girl to cuss at another Dudes being dudes They blow at the chest to impress these breasts That'd just started this mess They must protect the damsel in distress So other girls man decides to clench his fists And then he threw and missed Brothers hit, as did his Dropped him quick, then one kick to the head Oh shit other man is dead Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck And now he's locked away 21 years of age How many lives will go to waste? As far as graves Until I see some fucking change Oh, and I don't even know how We can change it too I want another life Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Sad story, might find it boring Lost his Mum to a drug named heroin Father's gone, so Grandma's left with everything Two grandkids and a daughter's coffin I never really knew him when he was growing up But I assumed that it was a little fucked No parents for him to look up too Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuck Shit, I used to think he was a dick Tried too hard to fit And never grew out of it Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Never left his home town That's what probably did it Never saw the other worlds That he didn't want to go and get it Occupied by fitting in where minds A small west, small things Make the small things feel so tall Will he ever change? Well apparently He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades It wouldn't help his case Oh, I couldn't ever say Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck But wait my life's out, a night out Brothers in town, some doubt A few fights, now kicked out clubs, shit the suns up One looks all it took for his girl to cuss at another Dudes being dudes They blow at the chest to impress these breasts That'd just started this mess They must protect the damsel in distress So other girls man decides to clench his fists And then he threw and missed Brothers hit, as did his Dropped him quick, then one kick to the head Oh shit other man is dead Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck And now he's locked away 21 years of age How many lives will go to waste? As far as graves Until I see some fucking change Oh, and I don't even know how We can change it too I want another life Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Sad story, might find it boring Lost his Mum to a drug named heroin Father's gone, so Grandma's left with everything Two grandkids and a daughter's coffin I never really knew him when he was growing up But I assumed that it was a little fucked No parents for him to look up too Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuck Shit, I used to think he was a dick Tried too hard to fit And never grew out of it Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Never left his home town That's what probably did it Never saw the other worlds That he didn't want to go and get it Occupied by fitting in where minds A small west, small things Make the small things feel so tall Will he ever change? Well apparently He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades It wouldn't help his case Oh, I couldn't ever say Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck But wait my life's out, a night out Brothers in town, some doubt A few fights, now kicked out clubs, shit the suns up One looks all it took for his girl to cuss at another Dudes being dudes They blow at the chest to impress these breasts That'd just started this mess They must protect the damsel in distress So other girls man decides to clench his fists And then he threw and missed Brothers hit, as did his Dropped him quick, then one kick to the head Oh shit other man is dead Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck And now he's locked away 21 years of age How many lives will go to waste? As far as graves Until I see some fucking change Oh, and I don't even know how We can change it too I want another life Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Now he don't talk too much, talk too much He's probably given up, given up I think he's had enough, had enough Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck Перевести на русский
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Слушайте "Sad Story (Out…"
на Apple Music
"Sad Story (Out Of Luck)"
A sad story, might find it boring
Lost his Mum to a drug named heroin
Father's gone, so Grandma's left with everything
Two grandkids and a daughter's coffin
I never really knew him when he was growing up
But I assumed that it was a little fucked
No parents for him to look up too
Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuck
Shit, I used to think he was a dick
Tried too hard to fit
And never grow out of it
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
[x2]
Never left his home town
That's what probably did it
Never saw the other worlds
That he didn't want to go and get it
Occupied by fitting in where minds
A small west, small things
Make the small things feel so tall
Will he ever change?
Well apparently
He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades
It wouldn't help his case
Oh, I couldn't ever say
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
[x2]
But wait my life's out, a night out
Brothers in town, some doubt
A few fights, now kicked out clubs, shit the suns up
One looks all it took for his girl to cuss at another
Dudes being dudes
They blow at the chest to impress these breasts
That'd just started this mess
They must protect the damsel in distress
So other girls man decides to clench his fists
And then he threw and missed
Brothers hit, as did his
Dropped him quick, then one kick to the head
Oh shit other man is dead
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
[x2]
And now he's locked away
21 years of age
How many lives will go to waste?
As far as graves
Until I see some fucking change
Oh, and I don't even know how
We can change it too!
I want another life
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
LYRICS:
A sad story, might find it boring
Lost his Mum to a drug named heroin
Father's gone, so Grandma's left with everything
Two grandkids and a daughter's coffin
I never really knew him when he was growing up
But I assumed that it was a little fucked
No parents for him to look up too
Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuck
Shit, I used to think he was a dick
Tried too hard to fit
And never grow out of it
2x
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Never left his home town
That's what probably did it
Never saw the other worlds
That he didn't want to go and get it
Occupied by fitting in where minds
A small west, small things
Make the small things feel so tall
Will he ever change?
Well apparently
He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades
It wouldn't help his case
Oh, I couldn't ever say
2x
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
But wait my life's out, a night out
Brothers in town, some doubt
A few fights, now kicked out clubs, shit the suns up
One looks all it took for his girl to cuss at another
Dudes being dudes
They blow at the chest to impress these breasts
That'd just started this mess
They must protect the damsel in distress
So other girls man decides to clench his fists
And then he threw and missed
Brothers hit, as did his
Dropped him quick, then one kick to the head
Oh shit other man is dead
2x
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
And now he's locked away
21 years of age
How many lives will go to waste?
As far as graves
Until I see some fucking change
Oh, and I don't even know how
We continue to,
Fight one another now!
3x
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
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A sad story, might find it boring
Lost his Mum to a drug named heroin
Father's gone, so Grandma's left with everything
Two grandkids and a daughter's coffin
I never really knew him when he was growing up
But I assumed that it was a little fucked
No parents for him to look up too
Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuck
Shit, I used to think he was a dick
Tried too hard to fit
And never grew out of it
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Never left his home town
That's what probably did it
Never saw the other worlds
That he didn't want to go and get it
Occupied by fitting in where minds
A small west, small things
Make the small things feel so tall
Will he ever change?
Well apparently
He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades
It wouldn't help his case
Oh, I couldn't ever say
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
But wait my life's out, a night out
Brothers in town, some doubt
A few fights, now kicked out clubs, shit the suns up
One looks all it took for his girl to cuss at another
Dudes being dudes
They blow at the chest to impress these breasts
That'd just started this mess
They must protect the damsel in distress
So other girls man decides to clench his fists
And then he threw and missed
Brothers hit, as did his
Dropped him quick, then one kick to the head
Oh shit other man is dead
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
And now he's locked away
21 years of age
How many lives will go to waste?
As far as graves
Until I see some fucking change
Oh, and I don't even know how
We can change it too!
I want another life
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Sad story, might find it boring
Lost his Mum to a drug named heroin
Father's gone, so Grandma's left with everything
Two grandkids and a daughter's coffin
I never really knew him when he was growing up
But I assumed that it was a little fucked
No parents for him to look up too
Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuck
Shit, I used to think he was a dick
Tried too hard to fit
And never grew out of it
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Never left his home town
That's what probably did it
Never saw the other worlds
That he didn't want to go and get it
Occupied by fitting in where minds
A small west, small things
Make the small things feel so tall
Will he ever change?
Well apparently
He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades
It wouldn't help his case
Oh, I couldn't ever say
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
But wait my life's out, a night out
Brothers in town, some doubt
A few fights, now kicked out clubs, shit the suns up
One looks all it took for his girl to cuss at another
Dudes being dudes
They blow at the chest to impress these breasts
That'd just started this mess
They must protect the damsel in distress
So other girls man decides to clench his fists
And then he threw and missed
Brothers hit, as did his
Dropped him quick, then one kick to the head
Oh shit other man is dead
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
And now he's locked away
21 years of age
How many lives will go to waste?
As far as graves
Until I see some fucking change
Oh, and I don't even know how
We can change it too
I want another life
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Sad story, might find it boring
Lost his Mum to a drug named heroin
Father's gone, so Grandma's left with everything
Two grandkids and a daughter's coffin
I never really knew him when he was growing up
But I assumed that it was a little fucked
No parents for him to look up too
Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuck
Shit, I used to think he was a dick
Tried too hard to fit
And never grew out of it
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Never left his home town
That's what probably did it
Never saw the other worlds
That he didn't want to go and get it
Occupied by fitting in where minds
A small west, small things
Make the small things feel so tall
Will he ever change?
Well apparently
He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades
It wouldn't help his case
Oh, I couldn't ever say
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
But wait my life's out, a night out
Brothers in town, some doubt
A few fights, now kicked out clubs, shit the suns up
One looks all it took for his girl to cuss at another
Dudes being dudes
They blow at the chest to impress these breasts
That'd just started this mess
They must protect the damsel in distress
So other girls man decides to clench his fists
And then he threw and missed
Brothers hit, as did his
Dropped him quick, then one kick to the head
Oh shit other man is dead
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
And now he's locked away
21 years of age
How many lives will go to waste?
As far as graves
Until I see some fucking change
Oh, and I don't even know how
We can change it too
I want another life
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Sad story, might find it boring
Lost his Mum to a drug named heroin
Father's gone, so Grandma's left with everything
Two grandkids and a daughter's coffin
I never really knew him when he was growing up
But I assumed that it was a little fucked
No parents for him to look up too
Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuck
Shit, I used to think he was a dick
Tried too hard to fit
And never grew out of it
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Never left his home town
That's what probably did it
Never saw the other worlds
That he didn't want to go and get it
Occupied by fitting in where minds
A small west, small things
Make the small things feel so tall
Will he ever change?
Well apparently
He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades
It wouldn't help his case
Oh, I couldn't ever say
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
But wait my life's out, a night out
Brothers in town, some doubt
A few fights, now kicked out clubs, shit the suns up
One looks all it took for his girl to cuss at another
Dudes being dudes
They blow at the chest to impress these breasts
That'd just started this mess
They must protect the damsel in distress
So other girls man decides to clench his fists
And then he threw and missed
Brothers hit, as did his
Dropped him quick, then one kick to the head
Oh shit other man is dead
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
And now he's locked away
21 years of age
How many lives will go to waste?
As far as graves
Until I see some fucking change
Oh, and I don't even know how
We can change it too
I want another life
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
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