🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Suburban Me - In Flames

  self-inflicted state of mind
 A one-man  beneath the tide
  think the clock still exists
 god just  to tap my shoulder
 
 I woke  today
 I wish I felt 
 The odor  my apathy
  might be true
 
 I want  be the things I see
 The pilgrim that  me
 But I know I ain't that 
 The suburban, that  me
 
  rise and miss the eye
 Covered by the  of judgment
  gods reflection tests my pride
 I serve the failure that's haunting 
 
  visions torturing
  claims to be the one?
 That  smile
 just might be 
 
 I want to be the things I 
 The  that is me
 But I know I ain't that 
 The suburban,  is me
 
 Can you hear the 
 as I wrestle  the clouds?
  on the way to succumb,
 It just might be 
 
 I want to be the things I 
 The  that is me
 I  to be the things I see
  suburban, that is me
 But I know  ain't that free