Tekster: Sum 41. Does This Look Infected?. Billy Spleen.

I'm running for the edge on top of this bullshit
I don't want to hear it
I found my way again
It's hard to explain it, I know that I hate it

I don't feel this could be real
I find so hard I'm falling apart
So much, so much for what for what we said

No matter what I say
You turn your back away
It's never gonna break you
It's never gonna make you fall
No matter what I say
You turn your back away
It's never gonna break you
It's never gonna make you fall

This fake reality
I never can make up the time that you take up
It's my worst enemy
I'm on a mission to feed my addiction

So sick of thoughts so empty
It's well overflowed, I'm bound to explode
So much, so much for what for what we said

No matter what I say
You turn your back away
It's never gonna break you
It's never gonna make you fall
No matter what I say
You turn your back away
It's never gonna break you
It's never gonna to make you fall

Somehow between the lines it's clearer
Locked down and chained up to the mirror
Somehow between the lines it's clearer
Locked down it takes apart of me

I'm runnin' for the edge on top of this bullshit
I don't want to hear it
I found my way again
It's hard to explain it, I know that I hate it

I don't feel this could be real
I find so hard I'm falling apart
So much, so much for what for what we said

No matter what I say
You turn your back away
It's never gonna break you
It's never gonna make you fall
No matter what I say
You turn your back away
It's never gonna break you
It's never gonna make you fall