Feel Your Pain
Am I expected? Am I expected to feel your pain?
Oh I wish I had the choice to pick my game!
Is it just me who thinks this isn't that bad?
I wouldn't dare to be the fool who kills the vibe
Is it just me who thinks this isn't that bad?
I wouldn't change a single bit to ruin this sight
But whenever I hit the boost you hit the brake, the brake
It's always too fast for you and too slow for me, for me
Am I expected? Am I expected to feel your pain?
Oh I wish I had the choice to pick my game!
Am I expected? Am I expected to feel your pain?
Oh I wish I had the choice to pick my game!
These are just human problems in this artificial world
You give us man-made trouble
And I wish we were wild animals again, again
Don't bury me yet 'cause the wind just turned around
You don't win or lose 'til you cross the finish line
I dug my own grave, tried my own medicine
And it felt like it was meant to be that way
But whenever I hit the boost you hit the brake, the brake
It's always too fast for you and too slow for me, for me
Am I expected? Am I expected to feel your pain?
Oh I wish I had the choice to pick my game!
Am I expected? Am I expected to feel your pain?
Oh I wish I had the choice to pick my game!
These are just human problems in this artificial world
You give us man-made trouble
And I wish we were wild animals again, again, again
Oh I wish I had the choice to pick my game!
Is it just me who thinks this isn't that bad?
I wouldn't dare to be the fool who kills the vibe
Is it just me who thinks this isn't that bad?
I wouldn't change a single bit to ruin this sight
But whenever I hit the boost you hit the brake, the brake
It's always too fast for you and too slow for me, for me
Am I expected? Am I expected to feel your pain?
Oh I wish I had the choice to pick my game!
Am I expected? Am I expected to feel your pain?
Oh I wish I had the choice to pick my game!
These are just human problems in this artificial world
You give us man-made trouble
And I wish we were wild animals again, again
Don't bury me yet 'cause the wind just turned around
You don't win or lose 'til you cross the finish line
I dug my own grave, tried my own medicine
And it felt like it was meant to be that way
But whenever I hit the boost you hit the brake, the brake
It's always too fast for you and too slow for me, for me
Am I expected? Am I expected to feel your pain?
Oh I wish I had the choice to pick my game!
Am I expected? Am I expected to feel your pain?
Oh I wish I had the choice to pick my game!
These are just human problems in this artificial world
You give us man-made trouble
And I wish we were wild animals again, again, again
Credits
Writer(s): Francisco Javier Molina Gil
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