When I was younger, 14 or so
I lived my life like it was over
Spent my days searching for cigarette butts
My nights in a newspaper bin
Loitered the halls of North Miami Beach Senior High
On cocaine or pussy or anything goes
A comic book collecting time-bomb
Hey, alright. It's not over
It's never over
When I was younger, 14 or so
I lived my life by the next court order
Holed away in rehabs
Where they promised to save my soul
I'm still waiting, and I miss Matt Craft
I miss smoking crack, and I miss my bedroom
And though John's still around
There's no going back I presume
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