So Much Time To Call My Own Lyrics by Barzin

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So Much Time To Call My Own Lyrics by Barzin

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Traveling through the wrong side of the weed?
I tried to find a place somewhere between
But I wasted time in a room with all my needs
And craved like a beast whose after things

So much here to call my own
So much more, play me a through(?)

I think you are right, we are the weak ones
We're always here waiting for someone
Trying to write it down before it's gone
Inside a book although it comes out wrong

So much here to call my own
So much more, play me a through(?)

So much here to call my own
So much more, play me a through(?)

Traveling through the wrong side of the weed? I tried to find a place somewhere between But I wasted time in a room with all my needs And craved like a beast whose after things So much here to call my own So much more, play me a through(?) I think you are right, we are the weak ones We're always here waiting for someone Trying to write it down before it's gone Inside a book although it comes out wrong So much here to call my own So much more, play me a through(?) So much here to call my own So much more, play me a through(?)