- cifra
Waking up, breaking out
This is what it's like to be free
Rip it up,tear it down
This is what it means to be free
Jet sound a distant roar behind you
As you try to clear your head
You start to look and answers find you
Your inner purpose lies ahead
One step to calm the storm inside you
Unlock the secrets in your head
Not another day-no more-confusion
No more living like we're dead
It seems its just out of sight
The ones with answers always get their way
But I think they should know
That I'm coming for them now
