Lyric

Let songs no one knows play in my head while they share the time filled with bright lights

At some point I stopped feeling the fear of missing out

Not sure if it’s just because I grew or went numb

But I know I’m still stuck in the place where my words can be sounded proud and loud

Hey Mr. Punk, are you still there

We’re back and ready to roll

Your dishonesty won’t light me up anymore

I just want to go back and find what I lost when we were there

The reason is always simple to raise the glass

Can I still see the lights in these dark days

I don’t care if it’s bright or blurry

A good dream can be a great mistake

If you say so I’m happy to be a dumb dreamer

Can you see me singing like a mad preacher?

Never gained anything other than madness

Even when you hate me I can kiss and kill you

Then get sorted by screaming

A cruel world and cheap light beers

Stupid lies in your beautiful songs

Million tears through countless proud bruises

This pure madness made me understand again

When you see me singing next time, I don’t know how I’m breathing

No matter where we go what we do

I don’t care

You can’t let me down