Everyway I look there are pieces of glass The earth around me is shaking and scared They're all loking back, A problem with that? Or just looking forth without any care
You think that I am just a fool You think that I belong to you You think that I am just a fool You think that I belong to you
It's four in the morning and I just won't return The car is still floating around anywhere The road is too high it freezes me up Awake in the evening just a bit more of fun
I can't recall I won't return To any call Don't give a fuck
You think that I am just a fool You think that I belong to you You think that I am just a fool You think that I
Compositores: Joao Augusto Ramos Fernandes (Joao Fernandes) (UBC), Mateus Canabarro Graffunder (Mateus Graffunder) (UBC), Pedro Andruccioli de MouraECAD verificado obra #16695305 em 05/Jun/2024