8 acessos
I'm running down the road
With a bottle in my hand
Don't know what I'm doing
I think I'm going mad
Trying to tell myself that I'll be ok
That's what I tell myself every single day
I get gutted cos it seems that
It always happens to me
In the end I know I'll be ok
It's a teenage fantasy
It's alright, I can take it
It's alright, I don't care
It's alright, I ain't crying
It's alright
I thought there would be a change but I
I was prove wrong
The scum crawl from everywhere
Where does the scum belong
But in the end I know I'll win
I won't run away and hide
I'll come back to face you all
I won't swallow my pride