In the ideal context
We're just a part, not the total
Make up, format, hide is not an option
Who doesn't see
Maybe do not want to accept
It doesn't matter the channel
We end up in the same place
Formulas format, the sense is a prision
They disguise what's wrong and the focus become a distraction
(Chorus)
I know, something transpire
Inside of who allows itselfs to see
Rest, turn off the keys, we're not children anymore
Make yourself confomtable to do
Create your own stories and don't wait to somebody tell
Get your memories together and don't wait to somebody get them together
(Chorus)
I know, something transpire
Inside of who allows itselfs to see
(Let's be free, to be)
(Chorus)
I know, something transpire
Inside of who allows itselfs to see
I know, something transpire
Inside of who allows itselfs to see
I know, something transpire
Inside of who allows itselfs to see