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Twenty one, feeling down |
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I tell you nothing with a thousand words |
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and I weaker get with every step |
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I waste my time on compact disc's and staly fish |
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I can't remember the last time I did something |
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that made me feel all right longer than a few hours |
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if I only had the time to make some muffins |
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then I swear that I would share them with you now |
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Am I odd or am I not? |
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that's the question I spend time analyzing |
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I'm so soft but still I'm not |
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living up to what people want me to be |
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cause I'm busy with me, myself and I |
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can't be understood by someone I don't know to well |
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so I'm shutting out the whole world just to play Nintendo |
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I've got these games but I'm afraid you can't join me |
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These last few years I've been struggling |
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and I'm tired of keeping a low profile |
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so now it's time to show that I'm alive |
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I'm gonna change my life, plans, Vans, start to dance |
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change my thoughts, sox, moves |
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even change my pro fighter Q for you |
