When I think that I'm on my way
The darkest clouds come for me
Calmly waiting for disaster
When I think that I'm on my way
The darkest clouds come for me
Calmly waiting for disaster
I think of all the seasons how the
Hardest time is yet to come
In my head I was always 18
I thought I knew how to live my life
But now she's crying in my arms
Saying summer ends flowers fade
But there is nothing I can do
Summer's end here it comes
Don't try to run cause
There's no running from it
Father's d**h lures around
The corner
The slow decline of the family tree
The say my pain will make me stronger
The youth with skull is on the rise