Clipping

Feeling overload Carrying bottled skies around I've been drowning all along Wearing out in a faltered sea And I give up Common sense failed again Meddling in a foreign scene Foreign dream Time won't spare another sun Daring me with another choice another choice Anymore, I don't know who to fight anymore I don't know what is right anymore, anymore Anymore, I don't know who to fight anymore I don't know what is right anymore, anymore Anymore, I don't know how to feel anymore I don't know what is real anymore, anymore Anymore, I don't know who to trust anymore I don't know what I want anymore, anymore Anymore, I don't know who to blame anymore I don't know what to say anymore, anymore Anymore, I don't know what I want anymore I just don't know anymore

Me siento sobre cargado Cargando cielos embotellados He estado ahogándome Agontandome en un mar Y me rindo Sentido común fallado de nuevo Medicando en una escena foránea Sueño foráneo El tiempo no perdonara otro sol Retándome con otra elección otra elección Ya no se quien mas pelear No se lo que esta bien, ya no mas Ya no se quien mas pelear No se lo que esta bien, ya no mas Ya no se quien mas pelear No se lo que esta bien, ya no mas Ya no se quien mas pelear No se lo que esta bien, ya no mas Ya no se quien mas pelear No se lo que esta bien, ya no mas Ya no se quien mas pelear No se lo que esta bien, ya no mas