Swell Maps

Spitfire Parade
You're sitting in windows, playing your gamesTrying to beat what you've seen aroundTrying to beat everything you've dreamedYou haven't got nothing, just nowhere to go.You play those games 'cause you think they're realIt's all a picture from your other viewAnd he's a fake that you don't choose to seeLike having nothing, having nowhere to go.And it doesn't matter 'cause I escapedI chose my name, you chose your clothesI could have given in, but not like thatI got something, got somewhere to stay.You chose to join in, I chose attackI could have given in, but not like thatSnow on my shoes always melts right inYou haven't got nothing, just nowhere to go.You'll sit it out, but it's all a fakeThey're just the kind who couldn't try a thingThey follow on, you follow themJust having nothing, just giving in.And it doesn't matter 'cause I escapedLetras de cancionesI chose to try, you chose to fakeYou could have tried, it's easy to changeAnd I got something, I could care.You'll sit it out, but will you seeThat they're just what you shouldn't beThey just follow, don't follow too closeHaving nothing isn't much of a pose.But it doesn't matter 'cause I escapedI chose to try, you chose to fakeIf you have to give in, you have to changeI got something, I have to care. From Letras Mania