Tavoris Cloud Lyrics

I miss my afternoon naps
My kitty cat sleeping on my lap
But she died August two-thousand eleven
Just got back from Norway
When she slipped off to kitty heavenLast night I had to laugh out loud
When Hopkins beat Tavoris Cloud
At the age of forty-eight
No fighter ever was that greatThis morning I woke up at nine
Your body pressed hard against mine
And my mind began to race
With all the business on my plate
This morning I woke up at nine
Your body pressed hard against mine
And I felt grateful for your love
And I felt grateful for your loveAt the age of forty-six
I'm still one fucked up little kid
Who cannot figure anything out
Who gets upset and stomps and poutsAt the age of forty-six

I'm still one fucked up little kid
Who has my fears and has my doubts
Who has my challenges and boutsAnd though I moved out here I know
I'm still that kid from Ohio
Who still has hopes and still has dreams
Who has not learned a fucking thing
And though I moved out here I know
I'm still that kid from Ohio
Who's living in a world
I'm still getting to knowTwo-thousand twelve last July
Every night for a week I cried and cried
When I got the news that my old friend
Tim Mooney diedMy heart dropped dead
My mind it spun
Thinking about the times
When we were younger
And how my band looked up to Tim
And all the guys that played with himSometimes I still cannot believe
Tim Mooney he died at fifty-three
He seemed to be much stronger
He was too young to up and leaveSometimes I still cannot believe
Tim Mooney he died at fifty-three
There in Petaluma in his kitchen
Oh how his wife and kids miss himAnd at the age of forty-six
I'm still one fucked up little kid
Who grew up in the sticks
Whose bad habits I can't kickAnd at the age of forty-six
I'm still one fucked up little kid
Who grew up in the sticks
Who has my hang-ups and my ticsAnd though I moved out here I know
I'm still that kid from Ohio
Still digging for something
For what I don't knowAnd though I moved out here I know
I'm still that kid from Ohio
Still searching for something