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