It's a story, not uncommon
Amin
Of blood, sweat, tears and cold ramon
And two kids squatting in a mass grave park
She says 'just cause my dad will pick me up,
You think that gives me a leg up?
That's like countin' on the cops when you
Sold out the mob.'
He loves her more than she will know
But once he's clean she's letting go
What's ahead, ahead for me
She loves him more than he will know
But once she's clean he's letting go
What's ahead, ahead for me
Seems the older that I get
The less expectations are met
Still I wear my pretty smile
Try and live in the moment
But that's what's got my life so spent
Come and smile with me for a while