En mi repro, Stolen Babies – Lifeless

Why don’t I go
tell me why do I stay
when I know there’s nothing I should want here?
Why don’t I go
tell me why do I stay
when there’s nothing you can see?
Why don’t I go
tell me why do I stay
when I know there’s nothing I should say?
Why don’t I go
tell me why do I stay
when I know there’s nothing for me here?

On and on, non stop, suena esta cancion en mi repro. hate this.

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