CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Growing Pains

Even as I'm growing old, I'll always be younger
Don't know if I can make it, that I do wonder
Even if my life is buried six feet under
Always wanting more and more
I'm blaming my hunger
Once the summer flew by, we asked, "What's next?"
'Til the winter came as cold as my ex
Appreciatin' life, got no reason to flex
People come and people go, not waiting for texts
Never good with goodbyes
I'll shed a tear, won't ever cry
Long days and longer nights
Tell me how to make it right
From the dark I see your light
You're the only one in sight
I-D-K, I think I might
Promise that it's worth the fight

Will I ever make it?
Am I gonna make it?
Will I ever make it?
I'm gonna make it
I'm gonna take it
I'm gonna make it
I'm gonna take it
I'm gonna make it