Testo di 24

So it's not Loaded stadiums Or ballparks And we're not Kids on swingsets On the blacktop And I thought At fifteen that I'd Have it down by sixteen And twenty-four keeps breathing at my face Like a mad whore And twenty-four keeps pounding at my door Like a friend you don't want to see Oldness comes with a smile To every love given child Oldness comes to life The youth, they dream suicide Oldness comes with a smile To every love given child Oldness comes to life The youth, they dream suicide