Why are we suffering so much
maybe we are not strong enough
deep breathings brings me flying higher somewhere
in time and space one mission, yeah, oh yeah
We don't like the sun
Up on the mountain all alone
all things are looking so insane
My skin just warms and ask me "do you enjoy?"
some moments so delightful and then I like it when you say:
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe...
We don't like the sun
We're born and raised under a light
new species blooms but not so bright
conquer then suffer is the name of the game is there another way out?
It's funny when you say:
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe...
