The Hangover - ¡MAYDAY!

I’ve been trying to slow this life right down

But the memories fade so fast

I’ve been trying to sit and live with you

But the time we get never lasts

The memories are faded

(The memories are faded, memories are faded)

Can’t remember who I am.

uh, uh, uh

No, No

I know it sounds cliche, but there ain’t enough minutes in a day

Got friends that sayin' I changed, but I’m bringin' em' with growing pains

I tell em' that «Time Flies» and mine’s it’s own airlines

Been high for so damn long, can’t find the landin' lights

This one’s for the catalog, this one’s for the Grandchildren

I hope they make a killin' from these mistakes we livin'

No time at all for chillin', feel Death is gettin' closer

They ask for «Party Shit», but this the hangover

Too much to hand over, too much to give away

Been workin' on this music but not my family

Take a moment to stand still, it’s all still just a blur

One day, you’re skippin' school, next day you’re astro-turf

It’s cool, it could be worse, that’s why we don’t rehearse

We like to walk the edge, to say we cheated Death

Until my last breath, I’m gonna put this world to the test

This one is for my friends and whoever’s left

Everything sounds the same now, since I left that playground

And turned my toys directly in for processing and tape down

I figured you made rounds, you bailed out to a strange house

Grew up and left the place where we had met up and later became pals

Subtract some interest, add up the matter of difference

Divide us up by children and our separate styles of living

And it’s quite clear, we are not the same human beings now

We lost a bunch of seasons while trying to find some even ground

Ha, this cannot be fair, I’ve been just trying to breath air, observing the

world from my beach chair

You say, «we had dreams before», I’m tellin' you now I don’t sleep much

You speakin' to me of regrets, I never have em', cause' feelin' so weak sucks

These 'L's are for the man in my reflection, who stands in my direction with an

answer to my questions

So it seems all hope is on my see-saw, pouncin' off of me, fallin' into total

recall