Casey Jones
Casey Jones
Casey Jones
Casey Jones
Casey Jones
Casey Jones
Casey Jones
Casey Jones
Casey Jones
Casey Jones
One, two, three, four
No one ever told you
What life would ever really be like
At 25, confused, afraid
Of how the future could be so bright
Yeah, facts of life are hard to see
When all you do is who you'll be
And living life is hard
When nothing seems to work for you
So you have to choose
(So you have to choose)
The path you'll go, the things you'll lose
What are you gonna do?
(What will you do?)
When times are hard just like the past
Close your eyes, hold your breath
You gotta think fast
'Cause no one can help you
They don't give a shit
They choke on display of solitude
Just think of it
How could you guess
When no one has a clue
It is all up to you
To make this what you want
To do the things you do
It is up to you
It is up to you
It is up to you
It is up to you
It is up to you
It is up to you
It is up to you
Let's go