Hitting The Wall
Composição: Flanders 72.The world is getting to damn sick
We are praying for changes
Government stealing from the homeless
We're stuck in this violent game
Waiting for my turn
Waiting for a chance
But this day never came
Killing some dreams
Wasting good times
Welcome to the present my friend
You can scream aloud
Until you freak out!
But no one can hear you now
You can scream aloud
Until you freak out!
It's just like hitting the wall
Frustation is the name of your new neighbor
That lives beside your lucidity
He may knock your door and invite you
To go out and have a beer
Waiting for my turn
Waiting for a chance
But this day never came
Killing some dreams
Wasting good times
Welcome to the present my friend
You can scream aloud
Until you freak out!
But no one can hear you now
You can scream aloud
Until you freak out!
It's just like hitting the wall
(Ooh no)
When I'm walking down the streets
I hardlly often see a smile
When I'm walking down the streets
I see the world getting wild
Now I know dee dee was right
Coz everyone has a poison heart
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(That's right!)
You can scream aloud
Until you freak out!
But no one can hear you now
You can scream aloud
Until you freak out!
It's just like hitting the wall
You can scream aloud
Until you freak out!
But no one can hear you now
You can scream aloud
Until you freak out!
It's just like hitting the wall