[First Verse]
Every day, we make a promise to ourselves that we're not going to be
like everyone else.
And by the morning, apparently we're done with that,
and our time's up.
Chorus:
It's easy for me ... But it's easy for me ...
It's easy for me ... But it's easy for me ...
[Second Verse]
Every day, dead souls rise from fragile bones 1.
Well, (no one) waits for any guests here.
And, you scream for her out of spite because you're scared .
Give up that hobby.
Chorus:
It's easy for me ... But it's easy for me ...
It's easy for me ... But it's easy for me ...
I am waiting for fate to give me a sign.
That I live not just exist, and have a reason to live.
It's easy for me ... It's easy for me ... It's easy for me ... It's easy for us ...
It's easy for me ... It's easy for me ... It's easy for me ... It's easy for us ...
And it's easy for us ...
1. "the soul out of thin bones"