Testo di Half Sandwich

To see myself, my former self, Is that me or is this me? Fall away and slip right out like I don't care Or get back up Apologies seem not quite fair Childish words and selfish thoughts Take it all till I get caught Is this gambit awaiting me? In twenty years I'll see or more No solutions do I see Save a slow road to maturity Well I woke up feeling sorry for my own Our elders, they have been right where I used to be Fall away and slip right out like I don't care I'll get back up Apologies seem not quite fair Childish words and selfish thoughts I'll take it all till I get caught