I've missed my youth
I've dropped my friend
I got the chance to become a legend
Born a gifted child meant to reach the stars
Boy I had the guts and now I'm wandering in a graveyard
They took me to the top prime time rocks better
Sing a few cheap covers, it's a matter of style
I broke in Paris, girls in mini-skirts
Hey chicks let's kick up a big fuss and be the first...
I can't stop...i'm still rocking for the children x4
I've truely missed the bell
I carry my burden, i've sold out for cash
Sure i'm famous in my bedroom
When I went through hard times, the kids' support so good
Now, i feel like a man kind of lost in the woods
But i've done my time
I picked up the pieces
Process D.I.Y, late singer's D.O.A
Be bop a lula, still rings in my head
All and one together let's be singing that tune!
I can't stop...I'm still rocking for the children x4
I can't stop , I can't die
I'm so wrecked that I look a little bizarre
I got fears from the past
That get back, I get high , I get down
I won't stop , I'm on fire
A huge beast lurks inside
I'm thirty and burnt out
I'm realeased of that weight which has ruined my life
I can't stop , a last time
Redemption I guess it's childlike
I can't sing, I can't write
No revenge not this time
A new start, a new rise
This take off is my life and i paid on the price
I spoil kids and these are never denied
Lean on me, here's my pride
At the back of my van where I live, where I'll die
I got free, I can shout my delight
I can't stop I can't die
I can live, I can fly
I can blame, I can stay
I can fade, I can shout
I can cat, I can dog
I can fridge, I can rich
I can't stop i'm still rocking for my children x 4
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