I tell myself what I already told me Told myself 'bout a dozen times See it's like I'm in someone Who hates me I'm looking out through His eyes Tell you what I got no legs to stand on I keep screaming at the messenger I know thinking got me into this mess now But can it get me out of here...
I threw myself out a 1000 times To seperate body from mind But you know I didn't give a damn I'm gonna be just who I am
Standing on the curb I'm a one man party I think it's over but I know it's not Screaming all the things I don't wanna know about me Like I recieved a postcard from god Some need a wild and mythic idol To represent their boring lives All I got is this indigenous cycle It's all me, myself and I
Even the most terrible battles You leave some places untouched If my whole world is upside down I'll come around – I must...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
