Testo di 21

Ya can't stand to loose But it's all you ever do Your past follows you Like skin and old tattoos Living is constant fight Tell me you're not worth saving Maybe on the other side You'll be free Everyday is painted black and blue You're trying to outrun A bullet from a gun And pain is all you ever choose The prodigal sun Dead at 21 Hard done by youth Unstable and recluse No point of view Poster child for abuse