I see houses, rows and rows of red bricks
I see black cars, some blood stained ex's.
I get this feeling that I, Ive been here before
How many lifes will I waste, how many tears must I taste
Before my freedom, ahh.
I see mountains, blood red sunsets
I see a billion stars, (...dunno)
I get this feeling that I, Ive been here before
How many lifes will I waste, how many tears must I taste
Before my freedom, ahh.
I wont be late wont be late.
I get this feeling that I, Ive been here before
How many lifes will I waste, how many tears must I taste
Before my freedom, ahh .
I get this feeling that I, Ive been here before
How many lifes will I waste, how many tears must I taste
Before my freedom, ahh.