These Times Lyrics
Back on the street
Another Friday night
Wasted away again
Saturday morning, Saturday night
It's all the fucking same
Sunday comes and it comes
And I can't cope 'cause I know what's to come
Call it a waste of time for me
But I don't need to be judged
I won't be caught looking back
'Cause these times aren't over yet
I'll be livin' for the moment
With no regrets
In your face is where we'll be
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Don't try to cross the line
'Cause you can't fuck with me
We don't give a fuck
