Groove On The Streets

Little Blue guys
Talking behind the TV
They try to desguise
Just to Keep you sitting in
They show a life, based on the excess
Glorify brands,
All the money you won't get
Getting your soul
Doesn't seem to be enough
If they wanna se blood
Only need a couple words
So don't disobey,
Don't you think is kinda strange?
Well don't misunderstand. It's for own your sake

I have done too much
I'm in a fucking trip
I want a little more
Right now
Right here

I have done too much
I'm in a fucking trip
I want a little more
Right now
Right here

I have done too much
I'm in a fucking trip
I want a little more
Right now
Right here

Grooving on the streets,
Appears we're naive
If you don't fall for it,
You can take another pill
Saving from yourself all the pain you'll never know
What do you mean
You don't wanna fit in...

These times are somewhat strange
I don't like the games that you play
This time is somewhat strange
But I am
Not
Done
Yet

You're messing out with my head
It's not the way that it seems
You're messing out with my head
But it makes
Me
Feel
Safe

You're messing out with my head (I have done too much)
It's not the way that it seems (I'm in a fucking trip)
You're messing out with my head (I want a little more)
But it makes
Me feel (Right now)
Safe (Right here)

I don't like the games that you play



Credits
Writer(s): Maria Vazquez
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