Back in the day was all good with the kids in the neighbourhood shootin dice looting cars for shit.

Back when life was easy with nothing to fear. We were building bike ramps twenty feet in the air.

We didn’t care then we grew up, and screwed up a bit. Ok maybe a lot but we’re really trying to quit but shit.

Nobodies perfect, look around you you’ll see. We got racism, murder, famine and disease.

The list goes on but we had no way of knowing that when the rough times get going they keep going and going.

So innocent and mindless of the world around us until it found us. The pain of life is relentless.

Why, now tell me why

do we leave love ones behind, when we die it’s the end of the line.

Now can you tell me why

The darkened sky tends to cry. People struggle to get by and realize the hardest thing on earth is life now they’ll me Why.