In Trouble with Everything
Felipe Fam, Paulo Selhorst, Victor Tamanini
When did that start? Once your intentions
couldn’t be masked with sympathy
Shots aimed at the ones to whom my life
I would give
Collecting enemies, my therapy
You were so wrong
When you thought you could tell me how to live
You could have given me at least a reason
but there’s just an abyss between you and me
With nothing you’ve ruined everything
Now every step you take pushes me further away
You´ve ruined my days with your bullshit
I never wanted to play this game, but i hate you
and i’m fucking sick of lies