Letra da Música: The Mess - Scattergun

Here I go again
With a mixture out of trouble
And the wild setting up of my life
I won't find any other
Till the end of the time
Here I go again

Without security I suffer
And I'm spreading the traps on my way
I won't find any other
Till the end of the day
Here I go again

Sometimes comvenience covers me
And I'm ruling the beats of my life
I don't want any other
Till the end of the time
Nothing, nothing can work it out
I can feel the chains all around my doing
I will change now or never
Till the end of the day