Punk So many ways to pay my due Why do so bad to play like you Oh darling, i'm out of fuel To lock myself in this isolation
So many ways to play like you Why do so bad to end this due Oh darling, i'm out of tune To fit myself in this urban fiction
I ain't feel it no more, I ain't touch it no more I ain't crying no more, I'll make it all around
I ain't hangin' no more, I ain't love it no more
I ain't hate it no more, I'll make it all around I ain't feel it no more, I ain't touch it no more I ain't crying no more, I'll make it all around
Don't give a chance to enemy Go back to your reality People is hard to satisfy But yeah, i have to give a try Something changing' in my chemistry It can't be traced in the history O truth is hard to testify But yeah, i have to give a try