I count the days
Looking through the window
Drawing a way
Just like an arrow
I wait all night
News on the tv
It's full of vices
Same shit on the radio
I spend my time doing nothing
I spend my time all alone
I put on my shoes
To take a ride
Going down to the dark room
With so much pride
I open the back door
And I take my old jacket
I take off the backseat
There is no one to take
I spend my time doing sad things
I spend my time all alone
I start the engine
Of my holy bike
I listen to the good vibes
Of my loud pipes
I forgot the helmet
As always...
I just take sunglasses
To hide my ugly face
I spend my time riding and riding
But I do it all alone, all alone...
