This is the gig of my life, I was a little boy, knew the song right.
I think its okay but its not.
Angica she sees a boy into my life
I was only victim of, victim of time.
Angica believes a boy has been here before.
Sunset my days, I spent my days under the bed.
So did my sisters, brothers, uncles, cousins everybody s under the bed.
I spent my days intact, and packed so sick, so sick along the way
We were sixteen in the whole pack, and I was sixteen by the way
They told me a lot bout the light but they didnt tell me bout flames
And if you see the ocean, just tell him Im okay