Say something. nowadays I´m all ears screaming out over the speakers, breaking eggs with no fear
Made a name as a stranger that painted his paint on a mirror, stared strait into the eyes of it and faced it for years
Like ehhhhhhh, I feel I [?] a lot of principles and that [?] drinking problem and melted pile of little girls
Like, at least I´m honest in my music, hard to be confident talking ´bout my losses ans bruises
But how I know it and never let it control me, exploded emotions out of my broken soul is important
So, move with it. I got a lotta time to brew in it 22 stitches dumb buck [?]
I got a itch in my system and it sticks to the rhythm [?]
With words I can touch the sky and it´s face open up wide let go with the power to fly away

Baby I´m gon´ fly
I´m gonna fly away [x2]

That sursprised
Thank god for the music
I´ve been down and that´s main reason I get up
And I don´t need to try to be different because with words

I don´t need to stand in the middle