i wake up every day
feeling the same way
i gotta go to work
then hurry home
got to go to work
then hurry home
oh every day is just the same
oh every day is just the same
is just the same
oh misery a place in me
oh misery a place in me
when we were seventeen
our life was like a film
when we were seventeen
the sky was always tangerine
we ran through streets at night under the starlight
we ran through streets at night
when we were winning
and wild was the world
and wild we burned
we were kings of the streets
not yet beaten by defeats
but now it's hard to see
through a fog of memories
but i remember
when we were winning
