Burma purresence Sometimes ifeel, she's alright, she's ok Shes not tired. With every word that is spoken Were more broken Were more broken No word of a lie and in the blink of an eye, We stand in the kitchen and life passes by, Averting your eyes from my columbian tie We stand and exist as the night flashes by Sometimes i feel im alright, im ok, im not tired With every word that is spoken, were more broken Were more broken, were more broken Were the strays on the street, we don't care We play fair were not there Embraced in a bag for so long, im so wrong To feel the way that i No word of a lie and in the blink of an eye We stand and exist as the light as the light passes by Sometimes i feel, im alright, im ok im not tired With every word that is spoken Were more broken were more broken, were more broken Sometimes i feel Sometimes i feel