I´m on the floor for most of my time
Feeling so bad, it´s in my mind
Teens do lock good swinging by
If I´m growing old I´ll take my time

My case is safe, it´s almost blind
Blowing in the wind, blowing in my mind
I got style, I got my pride
Misery´s surfing on my side

Still I´m glad,
I´m glad, for the youth that I had
Way more sensible,
Say no more,
Cradle´s laying on the floor

I push you down to the floor
Relax down there or I´ll give you some more
Greatest misery in the history of time
If I´m growing old I´ll take what´s mine

My act is safe when I start to pretend
I hate myself, hero to the end
I got style, I got my pride
Misery´s surfing on my side

Still I´m glad,
I´m glad, for the youth that I had
Way more sensible,
Say no more,
Cradle´s laying on the floor [2x]

[SOLO]

Still I´m glad,
I´m glad, for the youth that I had
Way more sensible,
Say no more,
Cradle´s laying on the floor [2x]

On the floor [4x]