I'm afraid of counting every day that goes wasted What if it happens when I'm my own age? (No) In a real way I'm better at standin' in my lane Drivin' on the road You can hear me in the rain Ai
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
Hey kids Don't hit your siblings Don't fight just for the hell of it Your families are near you now So hug them Love them—hug them Love them
No violent No violent No violent No violent
No violent No violent No violent No violent No counterproductions
No violent No violent No violent No violent
No violent No violent No violent No violent No counterproductions
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
Someone told me that two wrongs don't make a right It's got to end somewhere So it ends tonight
Are you really hurtin' from your past and now your presence? To correct a two wrongs Yeah Maybe two presents I can make mistakes last me a few lessons Blow through ten years just waitin' for confession
