I've had so many lives
Since I was a child
And I realise
How many times I've died
I'm not that kind of guy
Sometimes I feel shy
Sometimes I think I can fly
Closer to the sky
No ones telling you how to live your life
But it's a setup until you're fed up
This world is not so kind
People trap your mind
It's so hard to find
Someone to admire
I sleep much better at night
I feel closer to the light
Now I'm gonna try
To improve my life
No ones telling you how to live your life
But it's a setup until you're fed up
It's no good when you're misunderstood
But why should I care?
What the world thinks of me
Won't let a stranger
Give me a social disease
Nobody, nobody knows me
I don't want no lies
I don't watch TV
I don't waste my time
Won't read a magazine
*(Its no fun but the damage is done
Don't want your social disease)
*madonna.
miércoles, 13 de febrero de 2008
Nobody Knows Me
Publicado por tomasjimenez en 20:44
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