Breaking out of your apartment on my own, own
You remember Chase and Status but I don’t, I don’t
Seen a lot of pretty faces in this room
Met a lot of vacant glances too
It’s hard sometimes to be there
Gather me in silence
I’m breaking my back tonight
Avarice it’s over
I don’t wanna fight
Freaking out and hearing noises on my own, own
Seven unfamiliar stages in this room, oh Hallucinate a million voices that I can’t
Quite make out
I believe in fleeting strangers' moods
It’s hard sometimes to be there
Gather me in silence
I’m breaking my back tonight
Avarice it’s over
I don’t wanna fight
I can’t believe what I have done
If this is war then where’s my gun?
I can’t believe what I have done
I can’t believe what I’ve become
I can’t believe what I have done
If this is war then where’s my gun?
I can’t believe what I have done
I can’t believe (I can’t believe) what I’ve become
I can’t believe what I have done
If this is war then where’s my gun?
I can’t believe what I have done
I can’t believe what I’ve become
I can’t believe what I have done
If this is war then where’s my gun?
I can’t believe what I have done
I can’t believe (I can’t believe) what I’ve become
I can’t believe what I have done
If this is war then where’s my gun?
I can’t believe what I have done
I can’t believe
| 1 | White Boy Bleeding Heart |
| 2 | Foreign Soil |
| 3 | Boy Racer |
| 4 | Indian Sheets |
| 5 | All You Know & Love Will Die |
| 6 | Louder Than Me |
| 7 | Oceans |
| 8 | Skin |
| 9 | Fading Pictures |
| 10 | Someone's Daughter |