Из альбома: Ugly
[Lyrics by - Alan Robert]
[Music by - Alan Robert and Sal Abruscato]
If I knew what to do I'd do it
If I knew where to go
I'd get there someday
If I knew how to fly
I'd fly away and forget about life for a while
But it never is that easy
To just pick up and go
And do as you're told
'cause life never works out that way
If it were true the skies would be full every day
If I knew how to fly
I'd fly away
Well I'm lost at 22
And I've got no fuckin' clue
No I don't know if things will work out right
I'm lost and confused
I'm lost at 22
And I don't knwo if my life's gonna end up right
'cause they keep on telling me
That I'm young, dumb and naive
But that's just what they want me to believe
Well I'd rather be lost at sea
Than become part of this society
Where the grass is always gree
And the air is always clean
At least that's what they want me to believe
I'm lost at 22
I'm lost at 22
I'm lost