Текст In Flames – Suburban Me
Текст:
The self-inflicted state of mind
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 want 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 torturing
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
Альбом
In Flames – In Flames - Clayman
In Flames – Strong & Smart
In Flames – Strong
In Flames – World Of Promises
In Flames – Another Day In Quicksand
In Flames – Suburban Me
In Flames – Swim
In Flames – Brush The Dust Away
In Flames – Satellites And Astronauts
In Flames – Clayman
In Flames – Square Nothing
In Flames – …As The Future Repeats Today
In Flames – Only For The Weak
In Flames – Pinball Map
In Flames – Bullet Ride