Letra At The Park de Subseven original

It rips me up – spits me out – I'm messed up – in this rut -
Caught up in this system – put down as another victim -
My fingernails are fading away – and my hair is looking lazy -
But that's okay, yeah, but I think I may go crazy -

Chours:
This time I have don't feel my own -
This life I live feels like a joke. -
But still I try to take control -
Still on my own, all alone -

Here I go again – go – I lie awake -
In my car – at the park – I –I run away -
It's half past three and I can't sleep -
Looking up at the stars – looking up in the dark -

This time I have don't feel my own -
This life I live feels like a joke -
But still I try to take control -
Still on my own, all alone

My stereo turns on trying to ignore you
But i still hear your voice
Everything will be okay,you say
Everythings going to change,you say

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