Zepp - House of Blues

Every morning, think of yesterday
All the things that ain't go my way
Every morning, think of yesterday
All the things that ain't go my way
You feel, all you can do is watch
When you can't handle what you don't control
But there's still a lotta games to play

Every evening, reflect on what I do
In the chase on what to improve
Every evening, reflect on what I do
In the chase on what to improve
It's too late, all you make is thoughts
You can't handle what you don't control
Welcome to my house of blues

Every day, I see what I believe
Everybody in their own destiny
Every day, I see what I believe
Everybody in their own destiny
Yes of course, this is not xbox
You don't have hand of what you can't control
I am what is up to me

Every moment, your hand is on the ball
To do your thing's to give it your all
Every moment, your hand is on the ball
To do your thing's to give it your all
This a game, of everybody's plots
I have hand of what I can control
Still everybody's gotta have their flaws

Every evening, reflect on what I do
In the chase on what to improve
Every evening, reflect on what I do
In the chase on what to improve
It's too late, all you make is thoughts
You can't handle what you don't control
Welcome to my house of blues

Written by:
Zuriel Perez Pasos

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