My Song - j. englishman

A Friday night,
ms. sissie's in L.A.
and I'm sitting on mom's back porch,
I've been thinking again
All I do is drink too much,
dream of different ways
to crawl a little further out of touch,
to waste away my days

so you can listen to this song i sing
but this song i sing is still for me

chorus
bye apa bye aye (x3)
this is my song
(x2)

so this is my life
wake me when it's over
cause I just turned 27
but I'm feeling so much older
I'm not supposed to be this bitter
I'm not supposed to be this mad
all my plans were so much bigger than everything i am

so you can listen to this song i sing
but this song i sing is still for me
some days I hate the way it's all come down
I hate the way the scene's played out
I hate the way movie ends and I
I wish I'd take back what's been sing
cause I feel like maybe I've been wronged
because i used to know where I belonged
but these days I'm just not so strong
but this MY voice, my, my song...

chorus, fade out

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