The Kids Aren't Alright

When we were young the future was so bright (whoa)
The old neighborhood was so alive (whoa)
And every kid on the whole damn street (whoa)
Was gonna make it big and not be beat.

Now the neighborhood’s cracked and torn (whoa)
The kids are grown up
But their lives are worn (whoa)
How can one little street
Swallow so many lives


Chorus
Chances thrown
Nothing’s free
Longing for
What used to be
Still it’s hard
Hard to see
Fragile lives,
Shattered dreams

Jamie had a chance, well she really did
Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids
Mark still lives at home
Cause he’s got no job
He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot

Jay commited suicide
Brandon OD’d and died
What the hell is going on?
The cruellest dream, reality

SACH MA HAB ICH HIER DEN VOLLDEPPEN STATUS?????????
BIN ICH DER DER NICHTS MACHEN DARF????
ICH BIN AGRESIV
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oder kann dieser bolg einfach gar kein html???

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