Donots

16 Tons
you find me crouched in the corner of my expectations i'm in the place where nobody wants to be 16 tons falling down on me situation overload i think my head's gonna explode and every day the tension grows and grows i've got to get out of here the situation seems crystal-clear if in want to get away it is all boilling down to me to walk away with broken legs and hold on tight with bleeding hands but every day the tension grows and grows 16 tons falling down on me the perfect irony can't anyone take me home? the room is crowded i'm all alone somehow i wish i could care less but that's the way it goes i'm never gonna leave this place the bomb explodes right in my face you always gonna hear my say From Letras Mania