My mind feels heavy, my body feels weak
Suicidal thoughts crying out for some sleep
Impending you is what I'm about
Think I'm going out without a shadow of doubt
I search for serenity, yeah
Is it really out there?
I don't read the holy books 'cause
They take me nowhere
I can't hold on, I guess I'm losing control
I'm paying the price now for
Selling my soul, selling my soul
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| Pedida por: Maicon |
| Contribuição: Silvia Nagai
E-Mail: sindel@zipmail.com.br |