The Mess के बोल

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