In Flames

In Flames - Suburban Me lyrics

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A one-man struggle beneath the tower
I think the clock still exist
god just forgot to tap my shoulder


I woke up today
I wish I felt something
The odour of my apathy
just might be true


I wan't to be the things I see
The pilgrim that is me
But I know I ain't that free
The suburban me


Spirits rise and miss the eye
Covered by the stench of judgment
As gods reflection test my pride
I serve the failure that's haunting me


Twisted visions toturing
Who claims to be the one?
That filtered smile
just might be true


"On half-speed, tonight I suffer
Satisfaction brings the unheeded"


Can you hear the message,
as I wrestle with the clouds?
I'm on the way to succumb,
It just might be true
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Century Media

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Released in: 2000

Language: English

Appearing on: Clayman (2000)

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