[Verse 1] Scratched up and busy, he's overrated And he thinks, without a doubt, no one can save him Lost in a fog and outside in When he wishes he wish to rebegin
But that is far from the truth, at the start He couldn't find the heart to up and bear the fruit
[Verse 1]
But that is far from the truth, at the start He couldn't find the heart to up and bear the fruit