Letra de Cliché Me
Sold my soul to fullfill another meaningless goal

But upon arrival, i lost control

I stole a glance at the stars

But i got caught and now i have scars

Lost my grip on a slippery slope

When i started to tug the rope



I'm telling myself i have no choice

I might as well throw the dice

I copyrighted my empty feelings

When i got some mental beatings

You might as well be abstract

Because you signed the fucking contract



I've lost the electricity

All thats left is Synchronicity

The lights are on but there's no one home

And i'm left here alone

I go not official warning

Here i am now, sitting in mourning.



I'm lovestruck but i guess I'm just stuck with dumb luck

I suppose i'm just a stereotype, another cliché hype.