4 acessos
All around you hear the sound of pills that drown the voice of discontent,
On this I have to say,
I was twisting around when my fable stopped,
Coming alive I have never felt so low,
So low
So low
Honestly, I can't believe the should(s) that feed the feelings,
Till they rust,
In this I have to trust (I know absurd as it seems)
I shout it out loud because it bothers me
In coming alive
I have never felt so low, so low so low
So low so low so low
So low…