Burma Songtext
von Puressence

Sometimes I feel she′s alright
She's okay
She′s not tired
With every word that is spoken
We're more broken
We're more broken

No word of a lie
And in the break of the night
We stand in the kitchen and life passes by
Averting your eyes from my forlorn inside
We stand and exist as the night flashes by

Sometimes I feel I′m alright
I′m okay
I'm not tired
With every word that is spoken
We′re more broken
We're more broken
We′re more broken


We're the strays on the streets
We don′t care to play fair
We're not there
Embroiled in a bag for so long
I'm so wrong to feel the way that I

No word of a lie
And in the break of the night
We stand and exist as the life passes by
Averting your eyes from my forlorn inside
We stand in the kitchen and life passes by

Sometimes I feel I′m alright
I′m okay
I'm not tired
With every word that is spoken
We′re more broken
We're more broken
We′re more broken
And sometimes I feel
And sometimes I feel