Tekster: Self Against City. Even The Strong Won't Survive.

Something's wrong

Something I, I, I can't put my finger on

Breathe in, breathe out

Until the feeling's gone

But the nights keep getting colder

And the days all feel the same



Too much, too much, too much is never enough

I can't, I can't, can't seem to get what I want

I know it's my fault

But if we only live once, who's to tell me I'm wrong

To want the best for myself

To want something else

And all I want I see in



Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa



Something's wrong

Something I, I, I can't put my finger on

Spiraling down


Control is fading out

But I seem to love affliction

Throw myself right overboard



Too much, too much, too much is never enough

I can't, I can't, can't seem to get what I want

I know it's my fault

But if we only live once, who's to tell me



Too much, too much, too much is never enough

I can't, I can't, can't seem to get what I want

I know it's my fault

But if we only live once, who's to tell me I'm wrong

To want the best for myself

To want something else

And all I want I see in



Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa