Bad days
That I don't support the madness around me
With millions of things to take my peace
I would like to flee
Freak times
People run and waste their lives
Day by day freezing their hearts
And I say, wanna escape, wanna escape, want...
My Secret Place, Hidden (yeah)
Inside My Speakers
Where I Forget, Crazy Days (yeah)
By My Headphones
Busy days
When everything begins to be unbearable
All the moments lose their beauty
And I lose my reason
Frenetic times
Living every second under pressure
But I don't mind this stress, ´cause I go
somewhere that nobody will find me, find me, find...
My own world, nobody will find me
Where I can escape and nobody disturbs me
Don't worry about things that aren't important
And can remind, love's still alive