CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : South Philly

I fall asleep to the sound of violence
And I wake up to the sound of sirens
And you and your missing parts
Yeah, you with your dreams in jars, oh oh

Riding south, I can't see the northern lights
Or the apathy we shared on those drunken summer nights
Just me with my dreams in jars
Poor me with my missing parts, oh oh

I watch you daydream about god

Are you daydreaming still?
Watch you daydream about god
Are you daydreaming still?
But what has he done for you?
What has he done for you? Oh oh

I watch you daydream about god
Are you daydreaming still?
Watch you daydream about god
Are you daydreaming still?

And I fall asleep to the sound
And I fall asleep to the sound