I really don't care now.
Dual carriage way is my home.
Listen to passing cars music.
Smell other peoples fags.
Laughing with strangers.
At stories i don't even care about.
But then, this is a life, i am still here.
Maybe i waist time,but at least I'm here.
This ain't no good life..
But its a life..
And thats good enough for me..