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