When I was yours,. No body told me, dont fall for traps,. Good will hurt you,. Now i'm old, in this game,. And I'm sad, in my ways,. A hundred miles in runnin,.
When I was young. Nobody told me, don't fall for traps. Good will hunt it. Now I'm old, in this game. And I'm sad, in my ways. . A hundred miles in runnin'.