Overplayed, and overworking these days
Get no relief it’s too much to take
Underpaid, and under pressure these days
I don’t receive for what I create
Pixelated people talk in low-fi sound bites
I found the trouble now it governs my senses
Oh I stand saluting to the devil I rejected
I’m afraid, and no one knows it these days
I hide behind the smile on my face
I need to escape, but can’t find the road out these days
Each time I turn to run, someone stands in my way
Pixelated people talk in low-fi sound bites
I found the trouble now it governs my senses
Oh I stand saluting to the devil I rejected
Pixelated people talk in low-fi sound bites
I found the trouble now it governs my senses
Oh I stand saluting to the devil I rejected
Is it all in my head? All in my head
Is it all in my head? All in my head
Pixelated people talk in low-fi sound bites
I found the trouble now it governs my senses
Oh I stand saluting to the devil I rejected
Pixelated people talk in low-fi sound bites
I found the trouble now it governs my senses
Oh I stand saluting to the devil I rejected
Статистика страницы на pesni.guru ▼
Просмотров сегодня: 1