[Chorus] Face your fear. Even if you're not a master, you'll find an answer. Destiny. You think it's not your fate - stop, and continue fighting against her.
Weakness erased - it's such a disgrace. No other ways - you've gotta' impress: Impress yourself, Impress yourself, don't let it go. Impress yourself, Impress, and you'll get it all.
[Verse 1]
What are you facing? Embrace with your fear is amazing, what up? Unless you are testing your skills of raising to the mess of the top. And there is really no matter if you're waiting for happy ending When you don't know whether your glass is half full or it's half empty.
You're having painted emotions and getting pain instead. But you have granted devotion and your dependence is dead! The slight attendance of tiny fragrance, the sign of this recklessness Reminds me that it's a lie and dead ends are trying to make sense in final rest in piece.
Goddamned or god blessed, V it's not not a destiny: If you are not a master you'll never make a masterpiece. What's faster than this? I don't need ray bans for reflecting, The playlist infected with my indirected plans and definitely the forgetting's neglected.
I know what your problem is about. Probably, it's the quantity of the proper things you have done And all this time you've been discovering what matters, trying hard to keep your manners right according to the style. If you have been thinking every minute that this minute gotta be exact for blowing the feeling Which is the border for winning. Just make it the story of your living and keep going for winning the trip you wanted to be leader in, so just...