Testo 27th Ave. Shuffle

Things are so much harder now no matter how i try Junkyard days and toxic waste still love is on my mind I can see the ledge now Golden Gate is falling from behind (falling from behind) (?) well if you call this living, I just wanna hang my head and cry Voices in my head telling me that I am lost Pills and alcohol are making me a lost cause I can see the ledge now Golden Gate is falling from behind (falling from behind) (?) Well if you call this living, I just wanna hang my head and cry