Testo di Scrambling Days

Such a funny feel in that common place Such a lonely smile on that pretty face Look at you now, your face is red Look at you now, it's all swollen Out there on the street, scrambling days Where you can spend your youth in so many ways Where did it go? You lost it all Where did it go? I want it back now No-ah-oh-ah-ah-ow! 'Cause I've been trying to forget myself All my future plans are meaningless It's all over, all over, you know! So come over, come over, let's blow! All these sunken feels, mornings and regrets Are slowly kicking me outside of the nest It's a coming of age, I don't get breakfast (ah-oh-ah-oh-ah-oh oh-oh) It's a coming of age, yeah, I'm sleeping all day (Hah! Oh-oh!) Come over, come over, come over Come over, baby, come over, come over Yeah! Oh-oh-oh!