paroles de chanson Waves Returned - COBRA THE EXILE

All this chaos in my
Motherfucking
Head all of my
Demons want me dead for all the
Things I fucking did
Its my fault

I just self distruct and
Push my luck and
Shove away all
Help dont need no fake extremists
Pushing meaning onto things I
Dont give fucks about

Like the way you run your mouth
This whole life is one big competition
And I wont hold back
For your feelings

I could run a fucking
Mile around your head
Your minds so weak
All the things you say to me
Don't fucking
Make me lose no sleep