My youth, you see right now, I'm tired of this.
Every day the same thing over and over again,
I bet it must come in a queue, queue.
The fridge empty, no food in the house,
look for me when the gas is by.
Three months now, I've been doing my ears and my nails.
Look how long I haven't gone to the hall.
I'm tired of your sad story,
right now your pace is too slow for me.
So, here you are, hold your key.
Yeah, the channel's black.