I got sick of shutting myself up in my room
I'm used to see that now
I got tired of locking myself up in this town
With tiny confidence
I got sick of shutting myself up in my world
I'm used to see that now
I got tired of locking myself up in this place
With broken dreams here
I am just composed of a full of worn out past
Don't be afraid to pile it, take it with you now
Just play your song loud in your own way
Make your sounds, you go straight
Tell me your worries and your secrets
We don't care about the eyes of others
Break it loud and go your way
Take your chance, it's only once
We don't care about the words of others
Looking for a new place no one has seen
Anything is possible with a guitar and a passion
Tell me that you still believe /in it, you know?
You don't have to make it sound like your damn excuses
