In the night, when you’re walking all alone, seeing faces everywhere
Being scared as hell as usual
In the day, when the shadows are away, and the darkness cannot stay
And you try to live as usual
Is this really what you call reality?
Is this really how you think your life should be?
Take a look at the sky, when the night turns to day
And the sun is painting the trees
Try to escape, there are one million ways
Fight and win to be free
Can’t you see, that my life’s just misery? No matter how I try to be
Cause my life goes on as usual
What is life, without happiness within? If there’s nothing left to win
Why should I go on as usual?
Is this really what I call a perfect dream?
I’m smiling, laughing — not as joyful as it seems?
Take a look at the sky, when the night turns to day
And the sun is painting the trees
Try to escape, there are one million ways
Fight and win to be free