Letra de Life 2.0

Have you ever felt this mute kind of horror? This sense that no matter how hard you scream No one would be able to hear you Or if they did they would just write you off. All i ever wanted Was my chance to save the world. But keep just a little bit for myself, Enough to keep me copasetic. Night after night, day after day, still don't got a thing to say Living life as a glass house. That's the thing about live in this carton of skin-- This skin is too thin for living in. I can't breathe.