Floorpunch
Washed Up At 18
Washed up at eighteen I don't owe anything to you You get no respect, never paid your dues You see it now as a waste of time Don't look down on me What you had you were given You were never part of our scene I hope you enjoyed your little stay I've seen kids like you before Don't even bother saying goodbye I'll help you with the door
From Letras Mania