XXIII

I got nothing to lose
I missed the school
I packed my vaults
And said goodbye to all
At 23

Trousers with holes
My ripped shoes
My broken hopes
My friends all are gone
At 23

I was too old
For music school
But I was too young
To lead
My way all alone
At 23

And i wonder
If there's somebody outside
Do you remember me?
I got my World on my back
At twenty fucking three!

In a homeless mind
All that wasted time
I feel so old but ain't a man
Nowhere to arrive
At 23

I cannot sleep how does it feel?
No one will care no one will believe
Alone in streets
At 23

Hopeless and wrong
Angry and alone
Another night
Sleeping on the ground
At 23

And i wonder
If theres somebody outside
Do you remember me?
I got my World on my back
At twenty fuckin three!

Jajaja... jajaja... happy...
Happy birthday son of a bitch!

And I wonder
If there's somebody outside
Do you remember me?
I got my World on my back
At twenty fuckin three!



Credits
Writer(s): Almir Rubio
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