🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Suburban Me - In Flames

 The self-inflicted state of 
 A one-man struggle beneath  tide
 I  the clock still exists
 god just forgot to tap  shoulder
 
 I  up today
 I wish  felt something
 The odor of my 
  might be true
 
 I  to be the things I see
  pilgrim that is me
  I know I ain't that free
 The suburban, that is 
 
 Spirits rise and  the eye
 Covered by the stench  judgment
  gods reflection tests my pride
 I  the failure that's haunting me
 
  visions torturing
 Who claims to be the 
  filtered smile
 just might be 
 
 I want to be the things I 
  pilgrim that is me
 But I  I ain't that free
 The  that is me
 
  you hear the message,
 as I wrestle  the clouds?
 I'm on the  to succumb,
 It just might  true
 
 I want  be the things I see
 The pilgrim  is me
  want to be the things I see
 The suburban,  is me
 But I know I  that free