tried to run with the Solid People but ghosts can't hack the grass.
there once were signs that I was made of the same stuff, but can't see them anymore, except in other lives that should inspire but only expose, and mine gets uglier the more the light is turned up.
nothing to say but sorry and that helps no one.
When I was young I was the nicest guy I knew
I thought I was the chosen one
But time went by and I found out a thing or two
My shine wore off as time wore on
I thought that I was living out the perfect life
But in the lonely hours when the truth begins to bite
I thought about the times when I turned my back & stalled
I ain't no nice guy after all
When I was young I was the only game in town
I thought I had it down for sure,
But time went by and I was lost in what I found
The reasons blurred, the way unsure
I thought that I was living life the only way
But as I saw that life was more than day to day
I turned around, I read the writing on the wall
I ain't no nice guy after all
In all the years you spend between your birth and death
You find there's lots of times you should have saved your breath
It comes as quite a shock when that trip leads to fall
I ain't no nice guy after all
- Motorhead
