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In a violent place we can call our country There's a mixed up man And I guess thats me. The sun's in the sky But the storm never seems to end. It's a place of sorrow but we call it a home. And the darkest thoughts Yeah, I guess they're my own There's wealth in the bank But there's nothing to show inside. It's cloudy now (x3) It's getting cloudy now In a special place That I call my life The father was cruel and he lost his wife But I don't see either 'Cause I live across the street It's a beautiful thing When it starts to rain And a man who drinks just to drown the pain, And I can't stop from dreaming There's something else. It's cloudy now (x3) It's getting cloudy now It's cloudy now (x3)[The sun's in the sky, but there's storm in the streets] [And I can't stop dreaming of something else] It's getting cloudy now We are a f*cked up generation It's cloudy now A f*cked up generation It's cloudy now We gotta get out of here It's cloudy now A f*cked up generation It's cloudy now |