Le Braghe Corte - Back To My Place lyrics

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I want to get back to my place kick the deamons under my bed getting bored of all this crap so what's the point of showing your smile when you never pay the right price I hope you're sleeping good at night I'm bounded on a boat I know it's slowly going down (houston, we've got a fucking problem...) it makes me feel so sick what they call the american dream but I want you to know I won't give up stedy beat plays in my soul follow the speed of rock&roll (all right) it's getting hard to keep going on broken dreams, no shots in a gun I'm reloading, I'm still young stuck into the same page feeling like a rat in a cage I'm escaping from this jail I don't want to sell my soul for sex and bubble gums I don't want to burn my days swallowing bitter pills all i want is feel your naked body moving on me all I want is running forward into better days never pay me off with your dirty socks all I want is to get free never let me down hear the burning sound we are rising from the dust I know it's easy feeling better by pointing your finger on me some would like a beer some would like a chick some one got them all so won't you stay with me