Songtext von Carson

Carson wanted to fit in just like you and me He had it bad, ADHD Kids are pure evil, just impossibly mean 14-year-old dead for me I'm lyin' with my son, tuckin' him into bed I read him a story, then I kissed his forehead I pray hard if something happens He's gonna know what to do Carson, we been thinkin' 'bout you Carson, we been thinkin' 'bout you Wearin' your birthday shoes Wearin' your birthday shoes You wanted to fit in You wanted somewhere to belong Life won't be wasted Kids hear this song They're gonna stand up and say something They're gonna save a life Keep your chin up, yeah Put a smile on your face These are the toughest days Carson, we been thinkin' 'bout you Carson, we been thinkin' 'bout you Wearin' your birthday shoes Wearin' your birthday shoes They won't let up, you gotta know back up It's a half-empty cup, turn your music up Turn your music up Turn your music up Turn your music up Turn your music up Turn your music up Turn your music up Turn your music, music, music up Close those eyes, realize Someday soon comes a brand-new Moon And we graduate from this cruel cartoon This ain't goin' away This ain't goin' away This ain't goin' away