โหลดเพลง mp3 100 Strangers - Circa Waves

100 Strangers - Circa Waves
You've got to get out son
You got your back against the wall
And the end has just begun
And this place there's a hundred strangers and
I hardly know one face

And I sold my soul to the night

I'm a waste of time yet I've got to try

We're all worrying about the same things
The end cannot begin at the start

We're all worrying about the same things
The end cannot begin at the start

Spit your words out son

They cling to your lips like they're trying to hold on
And I like to tread the boards of avenues with open eyes
But I'm fine my head isn't there
And I'm losing out but I'm trying not to care

We're all worrying about the same things
The end cannot begin at the start

We're all worrying about the same things
The end cannot begin at the start