Don't think about anything else
In the end, everything will be fine, some way
I hit myself, I stumble
And the ground will always be my limit
Go ahead, I'll bear it
I'll endure the collision
Against truth coming in the opposite direction
I'll survive
And I reach a new level
I get ready for tomorrow
I brush my teeth
I open the front door
I try not to look at the photo on the table
And no one here will notice
That I'll never be the same
I brush my teeth
I open the front door
I try not to look at the photo on the table
And no one here will notice
That I'll never be the same