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Letras:Lo-Pro. Fuel.

All my life leads to the same old thing
And all my dreams leave me with broken wings

Yeah, at least I'm nothing at least I'm nothing like you
Waited so long and I hope it's not too late
To dig ourselves out of the same mistakes
And one of these days we'll wake up tomorrow
And bury this all away

All my hopes lead me to nowhere
And all my thoughts leave me with nothing

Yeah, at least I'm nothing at least I'm nothing like you
Waited so long and I hope it's not too late
To dig ourselves out of the same mistakes
And one of these days we'll wake up tomorrow
And bury this all, bury this all away
Yeah, at least I'm nothing at least I'm nothing like you

Push, I can push, I can do it
Push, I can push, I can do it
Push, I can push, I can do it
(Leave this all behind)

Push, I can push, I can do it
Push, I can push, I can do it
Push, I can push

Waited so long and I hope it's not too late
To dig ourselves out of the same mistakes
And one of these days we'll wake up tomorrow
And bury this all, bury this all, bury this all away

Yeah, at least I'm nothing at least I'm nothing like you
Yeah, at least I'm nothing, I'm still nothing just like you