We're always told to follow up the rules but I refused to become just another fool I'm sick and tired! Of a society that brings us through the boring way of normality
But what if I built my own path through this forest? A path where walls are made of smoke
It's stereotypes that keep our minds still jailed in the prototype of how we have to live get married, buy a house and work until you become the man they say you have to be But no, I won't be your role model I'll live my life in a way that when I'm on my deathbed I'll look back and say I lived the life that I loved to live.
They say I'm mental that I need to quit but man why would I? When I fell this fucking free Sleepless and broke! But I'm so happy Cause all this comes from my way of living, my crazy routine.
But what if I built my own path through this forest? A path where walls are made of smoke
It's stereotypes that keep our minds still jailed in the prototype of how we have to live get married, buy a house and work until you become the man they say you have to be But no I won't be your role model I'll live my life in a way that when I'm on my deathbed I'll look back and think I lived the life that I loved to live.
Every bus I've taken every road I've seen every friend I have lost and those I didn't meet
All of them have shaped me Not looking for a change That is who I am, who I want to be I live the life that I want to live
But what if I built my own path through this forest? A path where walls are made of smoke
It's stereotypes that keep our minds still jailed in the prototype of how we have to live get married, buy a house and work until you become the man they say you have to be But no I won't be your role model I'll live my life in a way that when I'm on my deathbed I'll look back and think I lived the life that I loved to live.