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• Artiste: Deaf Havana
• Titre: My Life Is Average
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Well I suppose it's time I did something with my life I've spent the last five years telling myself that everything will work out fine And it won't be long until my friends agree They're sick of spending all their fucking money on me All these excuses don't prove that I'm useless Cause deep down the truth is I'm just too lazy to try There's a place I've found that I can call my home Being pennyless and out of luck with a guitar and a microphone And even though it appear that we've been making progress I still fear that we've done nothing but regress The surroundings that I hate so much have grown to feel like home And the people that I've spent most my life with it seems I've never known And I've forgotten all the words to every song I used to love And I'm not quite sure how comfortable I am with growing up Old friends become acquaintances And all that's left are places and memories of late night conversations About growing up and staying close And never giving up on those dreams that we all know won't materialise The surroundings that I hate so much have grown to feel like home And the people that I've spent most my life with it seems I've never known And I've forgotten all the words to every song I used to love And I'm not quite sure how comfortable I am with growing up The surroundings that I hate so much have grown to feel like home The people that I've spent most my life with it seems I've never known And I've forgotten all the words to every song I used to love And I'm not quite sure The surroundings that I hate so much have grown to feel like home And the people that I've spent most my life with it seems I've never known And I've forgotten all the words to every song I used to love And I'm not quite sure how comfortable I am With growing up, with growing up, with growing up.