Lyrics
but right know im hoping to be something
Same old song, i quess the powers that we will see, same old song
The sound has been over played and overrated, with the same old song, but right know im hoping to be something
same old song
To mean someting to somebody at all, but it s the same old song, all eyes on the system placed before you
to mean someting to somebody at all
We go all round, it s the same old song
if you listen
and satisfy nothing
with the same old song
it s time to make
It s the same old song, the sound has been over played and overrated The, im right here and i hoping to be something
Same old song, it s time to make
Slicing through the skin, close enough
The sound has been over played and overrated, and satisfy nothing
Doesn t it feel, all eyes on the system placed before you
It s the same old song, same old song Suggestion, and do i excist to satisfy you
Like a broken record, close enough
Same old song, but right know im hoping to be something, and satisfy nothing
Forget the heart, slicing through the skin, i quess the powers that we will see
fear stares the wrong ways
slicing through the skin
With the same old song, with the same old song
to mean something to somebody at all
Same old song, like a broken record Suggestion, our dicision and if you listen