Stoplight

Running late, cursing for a moment, light a cigarette

The cellphone ringing, boss complaining, and started to rain

What fucking way and perfect timing to start the day

And there's your mom giving away all bread for you to eat

You don't know hunger until you picture that oooh ohh ohh oh

You don't know hunger until you picture that oooh ohh ohh oh

Illusions all you get believing that ooohh ohh ohh oh

Start giving and don't measure things, what you get is what you give

Another year, Another stoplight, I find you again

Asking for money, cleaning windshields, at least five cents