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I was born a bitter old man
Who got his heart broken in Catalonia, 1936.
Things havenât felt right since.
I gave up on life before I arrived.
I knew this place wasnât safe for anyone
But fascists and republicans and their apologists.
But I swear to god, Iâm gonna die
Full of naive optimism;
A teenagerâs heartbreaking conviction that
Things can be different, oh yeah.
Things are gonna be real different when weâre finished 'round here.
I always wanted to die young.
I always wanted to die young.
I always wanted to die young,
Now I feel younger every day,
And i just hope I die younger than I am.
I can hear you from a dozen states away
Shivering through a dope sick morning of
No money left and nothing else to steal.
Lord only knows that Iâve had my share,
'Cause there were years when I was ready to die,
But itâs only been recently that Iâve been willing to live.
And I swear to god, I didnât plan
For things to end up this way.
I had a teenagerâs conviction that
I would be different, oh yeah.
I was gonna be real different than the person I became.
I always wanted to die young.
I always wanted to die young.
I always wanted to die young,
Now I feel younger every day,
And i just hope I die younger than I am.
But now livingâs a struggle,
Except when it isnât, yeah.
I woke up this morning and
I wasnât in prison.
But I canât promise that Iâm far from it.
Iâd still kill a man for cigarette,
But with friends like you, who needs homicide?
So this song goes out to all our homies locked down.
Come on back now, we need you around.
That judge, he doesnât know what heâs done.
No, judges never know the things they do.
How could they?