Texty

Sometimes I ask myself why I'm not like everyone I'd be away from all my problems and closer to my friends 'Cause they all took the same ways, girlfriends, steady jobs While I'm plugging my guitar in an empty pub Yeah, I just took another road Now I know how much it costs Whoa, oh-oh, whoa Oh, but I'm sure that one day I'll see the headline with my name Whoa, oh-oh, whoa Sometimes I ask myself why I'm not like everyone I'd be away from all my problems and closer to my friends 'Cause they all took the same ways, girlfriends, steady jobs While I'm sing fucking covers in an empty pub Yeah, and oh, I just took another road Now I know how much it costs Whoa, oh-oh, whoa Oh, but I'm sure that one day I'll see the headline with my name Whoa, oh-oh, whoa Sometimes I ask myself why I'm not like everyone I'd be away from all my problems and closer to my friends 'Cause they all took the same ways, girlfriends, steady jobs While I'm singing fucking covers in an empty pub Yeah, and oh, I just took another road Now I know how much it costs Whoa, oh-oh, whoa Oh, but I'm sure that one day I'll see the headline with my name Whoa, oh-oh, whoa
Writer(s): Luis Antonio De Paula Rodrigues, Andre Gomes Cezar Coelho Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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