Songtext von The Garden Of Youth

The garden of youth Fell the power of luck.Play with the game. Your destiny the heat of holding. Around the waking and you knew ? Everyone can be whatever they want to. Sit on the edge. Dust blurs your vision. Manage the time that will pass. Smoke,drink and fuck everything passes. The garden of youth. Beyond attitude. There's an outcome. Something fragile in the mercy. I spit the mornings at night i'm out. I hit hard signs that ask for mercy.