Funk215
Kyle Sparkman
4:01Hey, was I born into the wrong time How much longer till I get mine I’m on my way, to a beautiful place Reminds me of, a familiar face What a day, what a time, tell me you don’t understand What a shame, it’s such a crime, I’m not holding out my hand What a day, what a time, tell me you don’t understand I’m holding out on answers, until I figure out a plan Hey, I’m just waiting till I break out You can find me with my head down I’m on my way, to a beautiful place Reminds me of, a familiar face What a day, what a time, tell me you don’t understand What a shame, it’s such a crime, I’m not holding out my hand What a day, what a time, tell me you don’t understand I’m holding out on answers, until I figure out a plan What a day, what a time, tell me you don’t understand What a shame, it’s such a crime, I’m not holding out my hand What a day, what a time, tell me you don’t understand I’m holding out on answers, until I figure out a plan