It’s 3 in the morning and you’re still awake
Dancing with shadows dreaming about the good days
She’s walking slowly feeling lame
Two broken bottles with an elite train
People keep fighting, wasting their money
They don’t know the taste of the true lost
We have to choose, burning our youth with one pack of cigarettes

I’ve been looking through your eyes with no goodbye
You’ve been coming by the door to get me high

Living a , living a, living a sad life
Drinking, smoking and going by the flat line
Living a, living a, living a good life
I wish you a good night
Living a , living a, living a sad life
Drinking, smoking and going by the flat line
Living a, living a, living a good life
Good life

You wish you could drive in private cars
Holding a half-filled glass of Brandy
But all you’ve got are stitched up scars
Have a shot in their heart but they look so fancy
People keep loosing, talking amusing
Their words cost no more than a dollar
Gun in their head can’t make them win
And you’re hearing billets falling in endless fight

Living a , living a, living a sad life
Drinking, smoking and going by the flat line
Living a, living a, living a good life
I wish you a good night
Living a , living a, living a sad life
Drinking, smoking and going by the flat line
Living a, living a, living a good life
Good life

This life will make you suffer but don’t let it burn
Wherever you are know that you’ll always come home
And tween all the light are lost look through the night
And never forget that it’s a beautiful life
A sad life