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Sometimes I feel out of place
I've got the overthinking in my blood
What can I do when no one comes
What can I do when no one comes, dara dara da
What can I do when no one comes
What can I do when no one comes
Sometimes I feel like there is not soul out there
Walking between ghost and running from the cops
Voy cayendo al mar, voy cayendo al mar
Walk into old places, I feel the breeze between us
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Walk into old places, I feel my childhood in the front of
Of my head
I've got the overthinking in my blood
What can I do when no one comes
What can I do when no one comes, dara dara da
What can I do when no one comes
What can I do when no one comes
Sometimes I feel like there is not soul out there
Walking between ghost and running from the cops
Voy cayendo al mar, voy cayendo al mar
Walk into old places, I feel the breeze between us
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Walk into old places, I feel my childhood in the front of
Of my head
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Writer(s): Carlos Morales
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