Mind Piece
No Control
Living their dreams sorry i had none Too busy trying to deal with reality Too hard getting by Can't be what's expected of me This bitter taste in my mouth Can't spit it out Spit it out Stuck at the bottom looking up Just don't fit the part Can't be what's expected of me This bitter taste Can't spit it out Losing control of the life that i know Can't mold in a world that moves too slow Sick of everything always falling apart So when i'm gone don't take it to heart
From Letras Mania