It feels that I gotta hurry To see who else I could be Those common things seem to bore me There’s nothing new. No more glee
I wanna break through The things that I knew They make me feel small I wanna… I wanna forget of them all
It doesn’t matter – who is first When all the days are the same I’m always prepared for the worst And I have never felt shame
And I want to know about the things that come my way Somebody please wake me up. I do not need to stay Here. I’ll try to make it clear – I’m going up and down And I am still on the run. Does it worth the try?
I wanna break through The things that I knew They make me feel small I wanna… I wanna forget of them all