"Do you ever feel like breaking down
Do you ever feel out of place
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you
Do you ever wanna runaway
Do you lock yourself in your room
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt, to feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Do you wanna be somebody else
Are you sick of feeling so left out
Are you desperate to find something more
Before your life is over
Are you stuck inside a world you hate
Are you sick of everyone around
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt, to feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
No one ever lied straight to your face
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy
But I'm not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
You never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like
What it's like
To be hurt, to feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
To be hurt, to feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life"
Welcome To My Life
Simple Plan
4 comentários:
Tipo não tenho face do blog, é mesmo só o meu face. queres à mesma?
Eu vou esforçar-me, muito mesmo, para conseguir ultrapassar isto. E sei que hei-de ser bonita.. as coisas da adolescência passam. E quando passarem vou ser bonita porque nem concordo com o facto de ter uma cara feia c:
E devo dizer que continuo a identificar-me com tudo o que tens escrito aqui. Não quero que penses que não leio.
Eu sei, mas não gosto quando as pessoas falam e falam e falam e depois o dono do blog pensa que só estamos a falar. E, na verdade, eu leio tudo. Porque é para isso que sigo os blogs, para ler o que escrevem. E, por falar nisso, tenho de seguir mais blogs. 85 dos que tinha abandonaram o mundo da blogosfera e só sigo 30 :\
E obrigada por tudo!
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