Caught in our mess wanting to hide.
Missing the pieces that built your pride.
Lost in this world you scramble for truth.
In a world where you missed your youth?
Growing up so fast your minds about to blow.
In the end what do we have to show?
A wife whom you never see…
“There will be time Later for her and me”
Two sons with whome you never play..
“They will understand”is all you say.
A fancy car wrapt around a tree…
“It wasnt my fault it wasnt me!”
So when its your time for your finale show
What will you see as you go?
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