The self-inflicted state of mind
A one-man struggle beneath the tower
I think the clock still exists
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 that is me
Spirits rise and miss the eye
Covered by the stench of judgement
As gods reflection tests 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
I want to be the things I see
The pilgrim that is me
But I know I ain't that free
The suburban that is me
Can you hear the message
As I wrestle with the clouds?
I'm on the way to succumb
It just might be true
I want to be the things I see
The pilgrim that is me
I want to be the things I see
The suburban that is me
But I know I ain't that free
Suburban Me: Translations in English and Lyrics - In Flames
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Lyrics of Suburban Me
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Translation in English of the Song
Suburban Me by In Flames
The self-inflicted state of mind
A one-man struggle beneath the tower
I think the clock still exists
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 that is me
Spirits rise and miss the eye
Covered by the stench of judgement
As gods reflection tests 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
I want to be the things I see
The pilgrim that is me
But I know I ain't that free
The suburban that is me
Can you hear the message
As I wrestle with the clouds?
I'm on the way to succumb
It just might be true
I want to be the things I see
The pilgrim that is me
I want to be the things I see
The suburban that is me
But I know I ain't that free
A one-man struggle beneath the tower
I think the clock still exists
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 that is me
Spirits rise and miss the eye
Covered by the stench of judgement
As gods reflection tests 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
I want to be the things I see
The pilgrim that is me
But I know I ain't that free
The suburban that is me
Can you hear the message
As I wrestle with the clouds?
I'm on the way to succumb
It just might be true
I want to be the things I see
The pilgrim that is me
I want to be the things I see
The suburban that is me
But I know I ain't that free
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