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I need a mirror Daddy goes I'm in the floor Feel alone At 16 Ain't got laws Mama Works Poverty looks At 21 Still make it wrong Some turkish pride Still in my blood Mama is better I just don't know How get control Life through loan I've always tried to get control of my life But lately I don't really know what's going on I've always tried to get control of my life But lately I don't really know what's going on I've always tried to get control of my life But lately I don't really know what's going on I've always tried to get control of my life But lately I don't really know what's going on I've always tried to get control of my life But lately I don't really know what's going on I've always tried to get control of my life But lately I don't really know what's going on I've always tried to get control of my life But lately I don't really know what's going on The little things I did that nobody knows Now I'm just sitting here trying to writte this song Wet room Steppenwolf Fear of night Fear of world I'll give it up I can't writte songs Ain't got talent Ain't strong enough I've always tried to get control of my life But lately I don't really know what's going on I've always tried to get control of my life But lately I don't really know what's going on I've always tried to get control of my life But lately I don't really know what's going on The little things I did that nobody knows Now I'm just sitting here trying to writte this song I need a mirror Daddy goes I'm in the floor Feel alone At 16 Ain't got laws Mama Works Poverty looks At 21 Still make it wrong Some turkish pride Still in my blood Mama is better I just don't know How get control Life through loan Got 3 wishes Don't wanna grown That's all I wanna Come back home Got 3 wishes Don't wanna grown That's all I wanna Come back home (I've always tried to get control of my life But lately I don't really know what's going on) Got 3 wishes Don't wanna grown That's all I wanna Come back home Got 3 wishes Don't wanna grown That's all I wanna Come back home La más leve brisa que sacuda el patio Debe ser quien la desnuda Cuando vuelve loca a dividirse Con su boca tocando el suelo El suelo de azahar